It’s been a while since I’ve shared an Amy DeBellis story, but this one about the one that got away was funny and bittersweet:

I wake up the next morning with the sensation that my lips weigh ten pounds and are about to drop off my face. I’m too scared to look in the mirror, so I just touch them at first. This is a mistake: my immediate thought is hot dogs. I’ve got two uncooked sausages stapled to my mouth, so fat they’re about to burst out of their casings.