Going back to work was hell today. I didn’t want to go in. I made the nurses promise to call me if anything changed with my big brother, but unfortunately, nothing did. Yesterday was his first full day not waking up…the doctors don’t want to throw the word coma out there just yet, but it’s looking pretty bad.
Rebecca and I have been messaging all day, and last night we held hands and cuddled most of the day. Nothing sexual, of course (my mind is so far from that right now) but I really needed the comfort. She did let something slip that I caught on to: she said it was her job to be by my side, that I was her girl.
That comment made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. Not in a bad way.
Like I said though, my mind is so far from things of that nature right now…
Anyway, goodnight world. Please let tomorrow be a better day.
“Food, like sex, is one of the principal kinds of human activity that engage people when they wonder about how to account for different kinds of human behaviour.”
– Marvin Harris