Me: *fucking exhausted from lAYING AROUND PEOPLES HOUSES ALL DAY*
Medical Professionals: um, actually, sweaty 🙂 you’re fine there’s nothing wrong :):):):):)
Me: *fucking exhausted from lAYING AROUND PEOPLES HOUSES ALL DAY*
Medical Professionals: um, actually, sweaty 🙂 you’re fine there’s nothing wrong :):):):):)
Short, uninteresting story but I keep thinking about it so ¯_(ツ)_/¯
I had a(nother) dr appointment today and I was expecting it to be mildly traumatic so I wore my Heroes shirt as a kind of security blanket. When we were finishing up the nurse told me that she was also a fan of Bowie. I’m awkward and was tired so I just smiled at her.
Then when we were leaving she asked me if I went to one of his concerts. I said no, but in my head I was thinking “he stopped touring when I was 9 years old and I didn’t start listening to him until I was 17 and then he died less than 4 years later.”
Idk why I’m still thinking about it or why I’m posting this