“I Just Miss You. And I’m Drunk.”
I know Seattle isn’t as rainy as everyone thinks it is, but damn, it’s been rainy since I’ve been here. The other night while changing in to pajamas the lightning crackled through the sky and the thunder roared so loud even my dogs were startled.
It’s weird to be suddenly lifted from my life in Hawaii. Even just wearing winter clothes and a new jacket has made me feel almost like a completely different person.
The Hot Mess called me last night while I was dosing off to sleep. I answered quietly so I wouldn’t wake up anyone else in the house.
“Hey, you okay?” I whispered.
“HI! What are you doing!” She was practically yelling and kind of slurring her words.
“Just lying down. Whatcha up to?” I sat up in bed and turned on the lamp on the nightstand.
“Nothing, just hanging out. I miss you, silly,” she giggled.
“Aww–I miss you too. Where are you now?”
“Out,” she answered. “Wait, lemme go outside. It’s too loud here!”
“Are you having a good time?”
“Yeah, no, I don’t know. My ex called me again.” She sighed. “I don’t know how I feel. It’s like, there’s her…and she would kill me and bury me without even thinking about it. And then there’s you. You, who gets sad when you see a dead cat on the road.”
I laughed nervously. “I’m hoping this is leading somewhere good.”
“I just miss you. And I’m drunk.”
“I miss you too. We can talk more when I get back.”
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