Mental Detritus

“Oh for fuck's sake!” I thought, after several thoughts occurred in a fraction of a second.

I had dropped the keys while hanging them up, and they fell into my boot. Without thinking I reached into the boot.

“No, don't!”

“Stop! Are you crazy?!?!”

I pulled the keys out quickly, it being far too late.

“There could have been scorpions in there!!!”


“We don't even have scorpions here.”

I guess this is what happens when you live a lot of places. I'll be accumulated habits and warnings sort of blur together don't they?