You know when you know something, you're very well aware of it, but when you're faced with it, it still kind of hurts? This was it. I mean, I know, I'm not stupid, I know that I'm just another patient and that our little love story is only in my head. But when it struck me - that I'm just another patient - it had some sort of impact. I'm just the day job - the same I see my parents go to every day with a sigh, return from 8 hours later with an even louder sigh, only to illustrate with a sigh of relief on a Friday afternoon. The day job. What you do to put food on the table, and not by free will. I'm not saying you can't possibly enjoy it, by the way. I'm sure some do.
Could CJ be one of those?
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