just stood there looking at the empty pantry for a minute, felt like i was in a ghost house. kids are gonna want snacks, and i don’t even know if i can get a loaf of bread without borrowing.
i thought for sure i ruined the whole thing when i was explaining my favorite band to someone who looked like they were completely lost but somehow they were super into it by the end and even asked to check out their music. it feels so light now, like i was carrying this weird little fear for nothing.
so today at the nursing home i watched an 85-year-old lady argue with a plant like it was the grand final of a debate team and meanwhile i'm over here wondering if my siblings even remember what our parent looks like, guess i'm the designated family representative for both awkward visits and bizarre horticultural arguments, did i miss the memo that plants are now life coaches or something?
so today at the nursing home i watched an 85-year-old lady argue with a plant like it was the grand final of a debate team and meanwhile i'm over here wondering if my siblings even remember what our parent looks like, guess i'm the designated family representative for both awkward visits and bizarre horticultural arguments, did i miss the memo that plants are now life coaches or something?
ऐसे कोई नहीं बोलता, लेकिन सब कुछ अचानक बदल गया। अब सिर्फ वहीं लोग हैं जो बड़े इवेंट्स पे बुलाते हैं, और जैसे मैं कुछ हूँ ही नहीं।