Later that day…

I was finally able to excuse myself from Stuart to go and meet the other patients.  Bless his little heart.  I couldn’t imagine what it must feel like to live everyday in a false reality that only you can see. Once downstairs, I stumbled upon a confrontation happening between two of the patients. “If I see you… Continue reading Later that day…

Day 2

It’s my first morning at St. Simpleton’s and my sleep wasn’t as peaceful as I had hoped.  One of the residents seems to like to whistle show tunes, which would be lovely if it weren’t 2am… In any case, I am eager to start making my rounds and meeting the residents, especially the whistler. The first… Continue reading Day 2