Here's Looking At You Babe

I wrote the short paragraph below a few weeks ago. Although a quaint observation, I didn’t think it rose to the level of a post. Then I was presented with a companion piece that when added to the earlier one made the grade. Here they are.

A Peculiar Intimacy

Imagine passing a lifetime mere inches away from something and never seeing it. That is what your eyes and ears do. Of course your ears don’t see anything, near or far. But your eyes go on for decades, mere inches away from your ears and yet they never directly see them. Your teeth too. And a bunch of other stuff that’s out of sight. It just seems odd.

A Peculiar Sight

I sleep naked and when I go to the bathroom in the morning I walk right in front of a full length mirror. As I get in and out of the shower I look at my naked self in another mirror. (There’s some mild disgust with what I see, but it is short of self loathing.) I am used to seeing myself naked. Recently my wife and I passed a few days as house guests in California. The place we stayed had a half bath on the first floor in which the toilet stands at the right side of the sink. Behind the sink is a mirror, presumably to allow for modest grooming before returning to the company of others. The odd thing in this bathroom is that the mirror extends to the right, behind the toilet. This is something I had never seen before. A mirror behind a toilet. I have a hunch that no woman has ever or would ever notice this situation, but for guys it is different. It presents a new view. There you are, standing fully clothed, (Once I was even wearing a coat and tie.) with your dick poking out of your trousers and in your hand as you hose down the toilet bowl. Ladies, I’m telling you, that is an odd sight.