The worst things happen on ordinary days.

Photo credit: DJ Pung

In the morning a vision of you floating in the front door through the house and vanished out the sliding glass door as if taking a last look around. I fall back asleep.

I call the hospital later. You are asleep. Vitals are stable.

The sky is blue and the sun is shining. A friend brings over bagels and coffee. We sit outside and talk. Feeling more relaxed than I have in awhile.

The call from the hospital in the afternoon. Apprehension when seeing the number because when they call you it usually…

DJ Pung

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