fixation on my wearing a hat.
I am not the only person who wears a hat. There is nothing unusual about my hat. I wear a warm hat in the cold and a hat with a brim when it's sunny.
"There you are in your hat!" one of the orderlies cooed in the parking lot.
I stared at her. For the record, she is not well-balanced.
"Oh! That's right. You said there's a reason why you wear it." She paused, trying to think. "To protect your heart!" she declared.
"My eyes!" I corrected her.
"Your eyes?" she said, confused. "How would a hat protect your eyes? And what would your eyes need protection from?"
"The sun," I answered.
Still confused. "But we need the sun," she tried. "That can't be why you would wear a hat."
"Sure it is," I insisted. "How could a hat protect someone's heart?"
"How would I know?" she answered. "You're the one who is wearing the hat."