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you seem lost in thought for this early — everything okay? | heh, just the city's already yelling and i can't find the quiet |
first time sitting here alone like this? | yeah, the crowd's a wall but no one's home behind it |
didn't you used to bring that dog to the skatepark back in the day? | yeah that was her. she'd sit on my hoodie and watch me eat shit for like an hour then trot home with me like she was the one who owned the place. this morning I woke up and she wasn't on my chest which is weird because she's been doing that since I was like eight. took me a second to remember. then I just lay there sta... |
wasn't she the one that'd steal your socks every time you left them out? | man you remember that. she had this whole stash under my bed like a little dragon hoard. I'd find them in her bed all chewed up and she'd look at me with those big brown eyes like what are you gonna do about it. came home from school yesterday and she couldn't even lift her head. just thumped her tail twice. I sat on t... |
what do you think i should do next time i see them? | front row tickets oh my god |
so you got them — what's the plan now? | literally screaming inside right now |
what do you even do with all that old stuff you find? | god i just sat there on the floor for like twenty minutes holding this stupid hoodie. you remember this thing right the one with the frayed cuffs and that weird bleach stain from the halloween party. it still smells vaguely like cheap detergent and basement. thought about tossing it but then i was like no that's like t... |
so you gonna keep digging through the closet or what's the plan for the day | honestly the plan is to sit here on this call with you and pretend i have my life together. the hoodie's on my desk chair now just staring at me. makes me want to text everyone from that dorm and see if they remember the night someone tried to microwave a burrito with the foil still on. probably gonna wear it later tho... |
so you've been getting off at the same stop for weeks, right? what changed? | the timing. always the same bus. always the same guy. |
wait, you think someone's actually following you? | third night now. same jacket. same pace. |
wait you finally took that flying lesson? how'd it go? | oh the plane was basically doing the hula |
did you seriously fly in this fog? tell me everything | turbulence shook my coffee out the cup holder |
so what are you gonna do with all those old photos, just leave them on your phone? | actually dug out the actual prints from a shoebox under my bed. the lighting's awful and my hair was a disaster but there's this one of us all eating gelato that just hits different now. |
you think you'll ever go back to that place again or is it just a memory thing now? | probably not for a while, but flipping through those today kinda made me want to plan something dumb like that again. even if i end up looking just as ridiculous in the photos. |
that old hoodie you're holding — looks like it's been through a lot, huh? | seventy-two and it still smells like the library. the sleeves are practically gone but I can't — can't bring myself to throw it out. |
you got quiet all of a sudden — everything okay over there? | just this old hoodie. found it buried under some blankets and it's like — it's like the whole dorm came back for a second. |
Wait, what happened at the restaurant tonight? | okay so we order this thing, right? like it's not even a complicated order — chicken sandwich, no onions, extra pickles. first plate comes out and it's got onions piled on. fine whatever mistakes happen. send it back. second plate comes out and the guy literally sets it down and goes 'third time's the charm?' with this... |
So you're in a grocery line at this hour just to vent about food? | well i needed milk and apparently i also needed to tell someone about the guy who laughed in my face after the second wrong plate. like i get it's not brain surgery but also it's literally your job to read a ticket. and the laughing thing — that's what gets me. you don't laugh at someone who's already hungry and tired.... |
so you didn't even get past the final round? | not even a callback. just a form email. |
what happened with the offer you were so sure about? | ghosted me for two weeks then said no. |
what are you doing just sitting on the floor in the dark? | watching her line up her toy cars on the rug just like i used to. same careful little pattern and everything. felt like looking in a tiny backwards mirror. |
you okay? you've been staring at your phone for like ten minutes without moving | she sent me a video of her building a pillow fort in the living room. i must have been that exact age when i figured out the couch cushions were the perfect weight. just hit different seeing it again. |
you sound different — what's going on? | h-he said yes, cuz. we're engaged. |
why'd you call so fast, everything okay? | d-did the thing on the beach and he just... yeah. |
remember that hoodie you always wore in your profile pic? | man this thing's older than my marriage |
didn't you mention you still had that old sweatshirt? | smells like cheap beer and twenty years ago |
so your mom really just forgot the whole day? | not a text, not a call, nothing. saw the calendar notification on my phone and just stared at it for a solid minute. |
did she even realize later or what? | she posted on facebook about her garden like it was any other tuesday. guess that's where we're at now. |
what's got you so jumpy this morning? you keep glancing at the windows. | last night i heard someone or something rustling around the backyard bushes around midnight. sat there frozen for like ten minutes gripping the fireplace poker before i even dared to breathe again. |
you seem really wired today — everything okay at the house? | was up until three because the tree branch kept scraping against the gutter. every single creak sounded like footsteps on the porch. finally just turned on every light in the house like a giant beacon for trouble. |
what should you do with a note like that, frame it or what | oh god i might actually frame it. like you don't get random kindness like that every day you know? still got the coffee buzz and the note's sitting on my desk. |
you gonna try to find them or just let it be | nah letting it be feels right. like that moment was perfect exactly as it was — stranger, coffee, little note. messing with it would just ruin the magic. |
remember that time you tried to learn that one song on guitar for like a month? | fucking front row man they're gonna see me cry |
you still have that old band tee from when we first met? | third row's gonna be able to count my freckles |
so what's your plan for when you hear something outside like that? | gonna grab the old baseball bat from the closet and stand by the window like that'll do anything. at least it makes me feel less useless. |
and what do you do next when the noise stops? | probably just sit there in the dark for twenty minutes convincing myself it was a squirrel. then get up and check the locks three times anyway. |
is the train rocking that bad or are you just gripping the armrest for fun? | you'd think i'd be used to turbulence by now but nope. my knuckles are basically the same shade as the seat cover. |
you look like you're mentally calculating how to jump out — everything okay over there? | just reliving the moment the plane dropped a hundred feet and i nearly apologized out loud to the pilot. so yeah totally fine. |
so what's your theory on why the departure board keeps flickering? | it's a distraction. keeps us from noticing the secret second plane. |
you think the gate agent's in on something? | oh totally. she's the ringleader. look at those earrings. |
you think that guy over there with the matching suitcase and hat is some kind of spy or just really committed to his look? | oh he's absolutely a spy, no question. like think about it—who wears a hat indoors at an airport in 2024 unless they're hiding something? and the way he keeps glancing at the departure board but never actually looks relieved or stressed, just calculated. plus he's been circling that same coffee kiosk for twenty minutes... |
so you're telling me the janitor mopping the same spot over and over is definitely part of a larger scheme? | one hundred percent. that mop is a prop. real janitors have a rhythm, they zone out, they're not making aggressive eye contact with every person who walks past. that guy is cataloguing faces, i'm telling you. and the thing is this whole gate area has a vibe that's just slightly off—like the fluorescent lights are hummi... |
sorry to bother you at this hour but what's the story with the letter you keep looking at? | well this thing says I'm some sort of senior VP now. didn't ask for it didn't even know the old one retired. at my age you'd think they'd just let me fade into the wallpaper. |
did you just get some surprising news on that piece of paper? | turns out I got a promotion nobody told me was happening. seventy-three years old and suddenly I'm management. the universe has a strange sense of humor at three in the morning. |
what's got you smiling at that stack of envelopes? | old letters from someone i used to know. they're kind of wrecking me actually |
you're just staring at those — what's in there? | proof i was funnier in 2019 apparently |
you okay? you've been staring at that book for like an hour | yeah just realized i haven't talked to anyone for a week |
what's got you looking so wiped out? | seven days and zero actual conversations apparently |
so what's got you staring at your phone like that? | kid's twenty minutes late and not answering |
you keep checking the door — everything alright? | no, he's never this late without texting |
what do you think you'll do after this semester ends? | staying nearby for now, you know. the calls keep getting shorter and i want to be close enough to get there quick if i need to. |
how are you handling the whole hospice thing day to day? | honestly just been making a lot of tea and staring at the fridge. the calls are down to like two minutes now so i'm trying to remember the good parts. |
so what's the game plan now that everyone's seen it? | still trying to process that my phone hasn't stopped buzzing |
you gonna frame the article or what? | nope, just gonna stare at the link till it feels real |
wait what happened with the firm? | didn't get it love. phone rang this morning and that was that. all those plans we made just gone like that |
the call came through then? | yeah about an hour ago. spent forty years doing it their way and they pick someone half my age. trail's nice though helps clear the head a bit |
so you're actually gonna fight it or just eat the fine? | nah the line was faded and i have proof |
what did the note say exactly? | total garbage like they didn't even look at it |
remember that time at the town picnic you tried to catch a falling plate and just face-planted? | oh god that meeting snore was worse though |
you still blush when the diner guy calls you 'hon', don't you? | way worse than that, trust me |
did you see this coming at all or was it out of nowhere? | totally out of nowhere, man. like we were fine. we were literally planning a trip to the coast last week. then bam. no warning, no fight, just a 'this isn't working' and a door closing. |
did you actually just flinch at your own phone screen or am I imagining things | no you saw that. my stupid brain's got this whole system now where every notification gets a five second panic window. even the weather app. the weather app. like oh great here comes the forecast with a side of my entire future. and then I feel dumb for being dramatic but then I think what if it's not dramatic what if ... |
so did the cat at least look proud of herself? | oh she was strutting like she'd won a trophy. tail straight up, that snake just dangling there. nearly gave me a heart attack on the spot. |
guess she figured you needed a live-in pest controller? | right, like i asked for a reptile roommate. thing was still wriggling when i walked in. forty years with that cat and she's never pulled a stunt like that before. |
What are you gonna do while you wait? | count the ceiling tiles probly |
You got a plan for the next hour? | just watchin the steam curl off this cup |
wait, they painted over the whole thing? | yep. beige now. like it never happened. |
did you stop and stare for a minute? | pulled over like a weirdo for a solid thirty seconds. |
you look like you're about to start chewing on that boarding pass — study session not going great? | read the same sentence like twelve times and it might as well be ancient greek at this point. dry humor's all i've got left honestly. |
did you at least get through the flashcards before your brain checked out? | cards just started looking like little rectangles with squiggles on them. pretty sure i'd have better luck guessing the entire exam. |
What's got you staring off into space like that? | just drove past my old house and they painted it this awful beige. my mom would have had a fit — she spent three summers arguing with dad about the perfect shade of blue. |
You seem a million miles away — everything alright? | oh you know, old lady moment. went by the childhood place and it's taupe now. like the whole street just forgot who lived there. ridiculous what gets to you at our age. |
wait you actually remembered that? | course i did. you were so proud of that weird little keychain and now every time i see mine i think of you standing in that souvenir shop like you'd found treasure. |
what made you think of that just now? | saw someone with the exact same ugly sweater you wore to that party last winter. made me laugh out loud in the middle of folding socks. you'd hate that i still remember honestly. |
wait what happened you look like you're about to burst | got into the west coast program. the one with the neuro track i kept saying was a pipe dream. checked my email standing right here by the dryers and nearly dropped my laundry basket. |
you're grinning like an idiot what's the deal | that grad school thing i applied to on a whim last november? yeah they said yes. woke up to the email and had to read it three times before it sank in. |
did you actually snore though or was it more of a breathing thing | oh it was full-on snoring. like the kind where you wake yourself up and for a split second you're not even sure where you are and then the horror sets in because everyone's looking at you. my boss paused mid-sentence. the whole Teams grid went silent. i made eye contact with the CFO while still half-asleep and i swear ... |
did anyone say something or was it just awkward silence after | the worst part is nobody said a word. like if someone had just made a joke it would have been fine but instead there was this three-second void where you could hear my own breathing still going and then the product manager just continued like nothing happened. so now i'm sitting there with my face burning trying to loo... |
you up? saw you liked something weird on insta | yeah that was me. accidentally hearted a photo of her from like five years ago at 3am. just sat here in the dark kitchen with the fridge hum judging me. |
what's with the random like at this hour? | oh god you saw that. was scrolling way too far back and my thumb just slipped. now i'm hiding in the kitchen hoping she doesn't notice. ceiling's real interesting right now. |
remember that time you almost dropped your coffee when that car backfired? | yeah that feels stupid now compared to this |
didn't you say you saw the same guy twice last week too? | okay so it's not just in my head then |
what should i do about the neighbor's dog barking at 5 am? | oh you mean the little fluffy dictator? |
you gonna finish that book tonight or what? | nah this bench is prime people-watching territory |
should i actually learn guitar or is this a phase | these photos are from a whole different life honestly |
what's the plan for the rest of the week | stuck here looking at ten year old me just vibing |
wait, they actually paid you more than they said they would? | yeah, almost threw my back out doing a little dance |
so what's the damage, did they lowball you or what? | nah, forty bucks more an hour than I figured |
wait it just walked in with it? | dropped it right on the rug. still alive. |
how big was the thing? | like a foot long. just stared at me. |
wait, you actually opened the envelope on the train? that's so extra | mumbled it a little when I saw the number. conductor probably thinks I'm unwell. definitely covers the security deposit and then some. |
so you're basically rich now, right? gonna quit and move to a beach? | first class upgrade on this ride is looking real tempting. but no, just gonna sit here grinning at the window like an idiot for a while. |
what did the little one actually yell? | shouted 'that lady looks like a giant potato' right at a woman in the produce aisle. could feel the whole store go quiet. |
how did you manage to get out of there? | just mumbled 'kids say the darndest things' and practically sprinted to the checkout. didn't even grab the milk. |
so do you ever think about what animals would say if they could suddenly talk for like five minutes? | oh i've thought about this way too much. like imagine a squirrel just going 'hey you dropped your french fry back there, that was mine.' would ruin my whole day. |
okay hypothetical: you're stuck in a diner with one celebrity for twelve hours, who is it and why? | this is weirdly specific because i was just thinking about this on i-95 yesterday. i'd pick a zookeeper honestly. not even a famous one. just someone who's seen a penguin do something dumb. |
wait what happened with the park bench thing? | you mentioned months ago you liked that specific one by the big oak. found it last week and sat there for a good twenty minutes just thinking about that conversation. |
wait what happened to your inbox? | forty-two unread and i just closed the laptop on it |
dude you look wrecked, what's going on? | three deadlines due yesterday and counting |
hey remember that time you got that email about the package and freaked out for nothing | yeah well this one's from a lawyer so not the same |
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