Sad, But True

It hit me today, for perhaps the first time, that the words "lucre" and "lucrative" are related. From the outside of my head, no one could tell that this connection had been absent from my mind. I could have gone my whole life without revealing this long deficit. I tell you now that it existed.

Clothes

On my walk to and from Blackheath station, I pass a bridal shop. The dress in the window looks like a lobster mushroom with seashells hanging off it. Oddly, this dress is not ugly. 'Tis a puzzlement.

Clothes that fit me last month are now a little loose. I am losing weight. This puts me in a difficult position; I do not have the time or money to eat more, nor do I have the time and money to buy new clothes. I use flashy accessories to hide my shabbiness, the fact that I am unfitted.