“Hold fast, then, to this sound and wholesome rule of life-that you indulge the body only so far as is needful for good health.” Seneca
Before, Doug had been distracted
By the buzz of noise that he had difficulty hearing.
After, Doug was totally dialed in
The annoying ringing in his battle damaged ears
Replaced by crystal clear hearing.
He had missed the old stories from high school buds,
Their tales touching that whole Springsteen thing
About longing for the past’s tall tales.
Now Doug was acutely aware of the reality of aging,
His brothers in crime talking of coloring their hair,
Loving drone racing on ESPN, and
Going to the store to buy feminine hygiene products.
Doug sat with thoughts of luck,
Lucky to be alive,
Lucky to be with his friends,
Lucky to have his hearing back.
Then he thought with a gallows style of humor
That he was better off
When he couldn’t hear so well.
At least he could have just
Smiled and laughed
Without understanding how much his friends
Enjoyed romantic comedies.