the facts:
1. bloody everyone on the internet, ever (LOL, stalkers and weirdos, this is a nod to our Shathego and is a private joke, don’t fret…) knows that Sheena and I are close. Toiter than Will Young’s pants, yo. Not even geography can mess with it. true story.
2. pretty much everyone knows about me and my infamous dodgy kidney which acts up when:
(a) extremely stressed
(b) my heart hurts…
(c) or I am scared about something I won’t admit to..
3. So, when Sheena came down with a kidney infection..in the same hours I got a little punch in the heart from yesteryear…
4. I kinda wasn’t surprised.
5. So when she went to the doctor this morning and they called the patient next to her, whose name was REMARKABLY similar to mine, I snorted into my coffee…
6. And then wept a little. Sheena, thank you for carrying my pain for me on this one. You know why I couldn’t do it anymore. You of all people know why.
Thank you for all the praying mantises, feathers, weird symmetries, simultexts, awkward understandings and just knowing, at 2am, with a 3-word text or email.
insertion of Shath-codespeak now:
Thank you, GatesFace. Love you, fuckbitch.
The chocolate’s full of bath and I’m just going to drive down a one-way road and buy a box of tens.