Word count 100

On the way to our waterhole, I noticed something hanging from my ballcap.  Repeated brushing did not get rid of what I had thought was a spider on a thread.  Checked eyebrows and eyelash – no.  Eventually had to accept it was in my eye.  Call to doctor sent me quickly to an ophthalmologist.  I got my first floater, but was relieved to find out that I didn’t have anything more serious wrong with my eye.  I thought that it would dissolve by itself or there was a miracle laser that could blast it, but no.  We’ve learned to live together.

True story of a way point on my trip to oblivion. Appears in A Story In 100 Words.