sat in the emergency room for hours, chest pains that felt so real but no one to call. when the nurse asked for an emergency contact, my mind went blank and i literally just sat there thinking about how lonely that was after five years in this city.
been on my couch all day just scrolling through stuff and forgot to eat until my head started pounding at 9pm—suddenly i notice how my neighbor has their plants thriving while mine are all shriveled up and all i can think is how even their basil looks happier than me sitting in this dim light, 10 dollars to my name and a microwave dinner that looks more sad than appetizing.
yaar, matlab samjho na, mujhe samajh hi nahi aa raha ki ghar wale kya sochte hain, mere dost ab bahar ghoom rahe hain aur mujhe yahan apne bhai ko dekhna hai jis par kisi ne bhaari kuch chain laga diye hain—life kahan hai mere liye. मेरे छोटे से अपार्टमेंट में ये सब देखने के लिए अकेला महसूस होता है।
yaar, matlab samjho na, mujhe samajh hi nahi aa raha ki ghar wale kya sochte hain, mere dost ab bahar ghoom rahe hain aur mujhe yahan apne bhai ko dekhna hai jis par kisi ne bhaari kuch chain laga diye hain—life kahan hai mere liye. मेरे छोटे से अपार्टमेंट में ये सब देखने के लिए अकेला महसूस होता है।
so i spent an hour picking out a new set of sheets—really nice ones—and then realized that my bedding situation was still better than my life decisions, which seems backwards when all i want is a little comfort, right?