Lumps

I discovered a lump under my jaw that shouldn't be there, so it's to the doc on Thursday to check it out. Is this the inevitable moment?, I ask myself, to charges of being morbid. I call it being a realist.

"Most lumps are not caused by cancer," says an online doc. I'm not worried. How can I be worried when I've been living the gravy years? It's like winning a million dollars at poker and then bitching because you lose a hundred dollar hand. I am firmly comfortable with a "whatever happens, happens" frame of mind. I've been damn lucky and realize this won't be true forever.