Life ...

 


... as my sister Suzie is wont to proclaim out of the blue. I've written back and forth with a guy online for quite some time now. pleasantries, mild missives. nothing much. 


never spoke to him on the phone. recently we've begun to text. He lives far away and is a very fit  6'9''. 70. For the last few days he has apprised me of his heart surgery - which he told me just moments ago - he's being wheeled into. he just typed ... love ya little guy. o my. better sweetness thru chemistry. I guess when you're taller than some trees - everybody's puny.


I worry he hasn't close family/ peeps. why me? who he hardly knows. I'm stumped - so what's new.






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