Worked a different place today

[conuly]

It's three shifts this week in addition to my usual - I don't actually want to work six shifts, but I urgently need the cash, so we'll see what we see.

I took the bus there, but when I got there I saw the train tracks and decided to take the train back. And since I was hungry, I stopped into the corner store by the train for a snack, and immediately my chest felt tight and the tears welled up. I feel really absurd about this, but I didn't realize until right then that this is the train stop closest to the hospital. I can only have stopped in this particular store half a dozen times, max, but... yeah. (Actually, thinking carefully, I think I stopped in there the day Mommy was intubated, and that was the last time before today, so no wonder I freaked out and sobbed for 15, 20 minutes straight. If I had started sobbing in the store, maybe they would've comped me my drink.)

Comments

[glaurung]

A few years back, I got all weepy when my broom died because it had belonged to my deceased partner and we had had it all the time we were together. Not a special broom, a mass produced plastic and metal cheap broom that I am surprised lasted as long as it did. Grief is weird. Accept that it's going to sneak up on you and engulf you every so often, sometimes for very good reasons, other times for seemingly silly ones.

[conuly]

*hugs*