Before going on vacation, I went to a tanning salon. I was under the lights a bit long, and the protective shades I wore left a big white circle around each eye.
Gazing at myself in the mirror the next day, I thought, “Man, I look like a clown.”
I had almost convinced myself that I was overreacting until I got in line at the grocery store. I felt a tug and looked down to see a toddler staring up at me. He asked, “Are you giving out balloons?”