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shades of yesterday

in early November, the day i started live on the floor at the call center where i work, my grandfather got badly sick and had to go to the hospital. he hasn’t come home since.

today, my first day in my new job at the same call center, i’m getting ready to get ready for work and my uncle calls.

my grandfather’s running a 102 degree temperature and is in the ER.

fuckity. fuck. fuck.

i can’t get ahold of my dad.

i’m off to work. nothing i can really do but check in from time to time.

By jae

jae lethe (he/she/they) is a blogger, musician, artist, poet, web developer/designer, armchair philosophizer, teller of tales, and gadabout. Also, something he calls a "behavioral artist." (Not sure.) She has plans. BIG plans.

Among the things that he has done for a laugh are minor fractures, cuts, scrapes, and various scabs. Though she's quick to point out that they're no imbecile, we're fairly certain that he thinks the word means some kind of medieval pharmacist.

This is her latest home on teh internets - where jae stores their swear words, when they're not hurling them at the sun in vain.

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