I am in Estevan waiting for my appointment to try and deal with my allergies. The drive here was good as I easily handled driving alone. I found a pull out about 40 kilometres from my home, so I stopped and decided to remove my shirt and shorts. I risked taking this photo even though it was risky with passing traffic. For a while, I did wonder if passing truckers could see that I was nude while driving.
I was able to get a number of photos along the way and here in Estevan as I had ample time. I drove the complete distance skyclad, with the exception of getting gas in Caronport, where I slipped on a small blue wrap that barely kept me “legal” when it comes to indecent exposure. I also wore my tee shirt while pumping gas.. There is one benefit for paying for gas at the pump using a credit card.
I had time before my appointment for the allergy treatment, so I wandered around the medical centre and hospital. I discovered a tiny chapel, a Catholic chapel which wasn’t a surprise as it was a Catholic Church run hospital, St. Joseph’s. I had the idea of perhaps taking an image that would be appropriate for my next poetry book.
I was surprised with my response since I was raised Catholic. I have some unpleasant memories of priests and Catholic churches. However, this is the time or place to talk about any of that history. I was intent on taking some photos which included this one.
Looking back at that moment in time, I realized that anyone could have entered the chapel and seen me. It was a very reckless act. What is happening to me?