wake up* stretching in my bed, extending my arm to the right, reminded of what use to be what is now more space for me. many times throughout the day* (rambling thoughts and ideas) hey hey hey ken yoooooooo whuddup young blood hey you how's it -all the ways I would send out a text how's it going? how's life been so far? how's med school going? listening to anything new lately? -almost all bullshit things to say, but I'm curious BUT then I stop myself from the constant want of reconnection because I would find myself acting like a nut once all the catch up was over because there is no solid or physical reconnection going on. That is reality and this happens to me almost everyday.