Currently grounded

There, just as I think I am special, different, differently abled, unique, Biff Loman rears his ugly voice and biffs one at me. No, I'm not dime a dozen I struggle to assert and each time like the Great American Salesman fall back exhausted. (Horrible true confession: I actually first read Miller at age eight. What does that say about my parents and my family? What is the verdict???)

Ok, I'm just an average typical woman well provided (or is it?) for the brief stay on terra firma. But hey, theres something so different about me! I'm poorly wired and badly earthed so that I can get shocked by anything. A PCO phonebox where I need to drop a coin into a slot, the frig which I need to open a number of times a day, the aquaguard which I depend upon for some water when I need to drink it (a glass once a couple days or so), the iron, the underground cable in front of my house, the overhead electric pole- which is a such a reference point on our streets, the car, the kids, or a touch of other people who don't necessarily 'turn me on', I get my shocks from all of these.

Summer, winter, rains, barefoot or well-shod, nine-volt or high volt, horribly leaky or well insulated electric appliances, I somehow manage to 'connect' with them at a certain level. Having spent a long time with myself and my affliction, I realised that there is little I can do in terms of prevention or insulation and I just need to be philosophical, connect and let the cosmic *current* flow through me.

Imagine my shock then, when I came across Gangadhar's post and its comments from o so many people (more than a dozen!!) who are similarly afflicted. Miller, you are my millstone!