T is in the hospital. He has a staph infection. He's been there for 2 days now.
We're moving in 2 weeks and we've barely started packing.
H woke up at quarter of six this morning. He never gets up that early. I was peeing and H was crying and the dog was whining and the cat was howling and I was alone.
T doesn't know when he's coming home. He's lonely and sad. I'm lonely and sad.