Oh god.
This summer you sent our mutual friend a package, to get to me. An heirloom, a bit of camp history. Passed down to me.
And on that package, your phone number and address. Your phone number, that I had long deleted from my phone because the urge to call you was always too strong.
When I last saw you in person, you said that when you finally moved to the city it would be with your girlfriend. You would move in together. And surely, she would become your fiancee and then your wife.
There it is. On the package. Your new address, in the city.
I have to keep myself from calling you right now. You probably have my number blocked, and I truly don't know what I'd do if you answered. But I would give anything to hear your voice again.
Even if it's just you saying, "Hello? Who is this?" While her voice is in the background, asking you what you want for dinner.
At this point, I don't even need to be the voice in the background asking what you want for dinner.
I just wish I could be the voice on the other end of your phone call.
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Our work cafeteria is dead silent. Like worse than a library tbqh. Why do people keep telling me to come here? And there are like 12 people here.
There are microwaves, but no sinks. Just a water dispenser. I don't know if there are trash cans? There are no napkins offered.
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psychiatrists will be like "hell yeah i have work today. i will be telling patients they have persecutory delusions right to their face (which according to online snowflakes might be suboptimal but im a doctor so its fine) when they tell me something that's quite plausible and i don't have any proof that it isn't true other than the fact they're in a looney bin so they're certainly a looney"
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Not to complain about the system for a 1000th time but like
The hospital mom was in and doing tests before her upcoming surger have forgotten?? She was already on the observation there?? At the hospital?? For almost a week??
They called her in this morning to come and stay at the hospital for the said testing and observation. And she was like "i'm not doing that. I was there in march and did my tests. What i need is for you to tell me when to check in for my heart holter readings, it's been two weeks??"
And the nurse was so confused, told her reading is not done and hung up
???
At least mom is finding this funny and I'm just like. Nervous I need to place her well being in their hands. If they don't even know what the hell she's suppose to go through still.
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