For all that I complain about people not calling me (silently to myself of course), I abhor late calls at night because it can only mean one thing, my dad is hospital bound. So I got a call last night from my sister, third call this year, informing me of that, and asking me to go see him today.
When I said I have plans, she questioned me about them. Its like deja vu. Slept horribly, am now waiting for the traffic to die down before I head out.
Despite my optimistic nature, sometimes I do wonder about when will my kingdom come.
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