NaPoWriMo Day 21

The Mules Take My Hypochondria Seriously

I never clean my Nalgene bottle.
Like, ever. It makes me wonder about
my overall health. I've been feeling a little
stomachy lately. Despite appearances,
it's not my intention to die young. I used
to not worry about dying. But now I have
this sense of my own fragility, like my plane
is going to crash or I have secret tumors.
I don't like leaving the house. The Mules
bring me Life magazine so I can look at
the pictures, but I'm not sure it's working.