From my old room

I’m just about ready to get into a bed I probably haven’t been on in maybe 15 years. I’m writing this from my old bedroom in my parents house. The sad news is that Mom is in the hospital. One of those things that causes you to drop whatever it was that you thought was important the minute before you get the phone call, and you come running.

I’m not going to get into personal details at this point. Except that I brought enough clothes to stay for a while. It’s odd to just detach from life in times like these. Everyone goes through it, but we’re never prepared.

I hope I don’t fall out of my little twin bed tonight.

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