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There is something about the hospital that is just so draining. I don't know if it's just me, so used to dirt and noise, who can't take the silence and sterility of the entire place.
I stayed up all night last night because Lola was talking in her sleep. She shifted from Ilocano to Tagalog to English so fast you would think she was speaking with several tongues. Not speaking in tongues. Speaking with SEVERAL tongues.
She even called me Santiago.
I hope she gets well soon. I love her but I seriously did not enjoy seeing her naked. She looked like a female version of Mr. Burns and I felt horribly sad to see her in such a state.
I hope I do not live until 80. My goal in life is to be able to do so many crazy and good things in life so that I can say I have lived a full life by the time I reach 60.
I have to sleep now.
Good night
posted by The Lonely Joker who stares too deeply & too much at 8:04 PM
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