the Life and Times of Brad part 2
Ugg Boot
Diary December 13
Well, it happened again today. I wake up as usual and start getting ready. The phone rings. I hear "Don't leave until 8 o'clock" in a voice I recognize but that is different than the one from yesterday. Keep in mind that I'm getting dressed with one eye still closed as to steal as much sleep as much as possible. Not remembering yesterday at all, I ask what he's talking about. Then Paul laughs and I remember the events of yesterday. I wonder at all if he believes me about the phone call and the other strange events that happened before he came over. Have I lost my mind? Should I make my reservation at Bellevue? Surely not.
I almost forgot to mention what happened last night. I had to gather some wood for my fireplace having bought a new fire extinguisher that now waits patiently for my next mishap. As I walked through the darkness with my trusty flashlight, I had the feeling as if I were being followed and at the same time as if I were following someone. De Javu. As quickly as this feeling came over me, it was gone. That reservation at Bellevue might not be such a bad thing to look into. I gathered my wood in a most cautious way, keeping watch for who knows what. As I walk into the house with the little firewood I collected, the phone rings. What is it with the phone? It rings and rings and rings. So I answer it and hear a playful voice on the other end. It's the caller from yesterday morning, I immediately realize. With a laugh he says, "Bellevue? you're not crazy." Fear was surrounding me. Then I thought, this is it, I'm nuts. "Did everything work out okay earlier with the fire?" I couldn't answer. I was desparately trying to solve this riddle. Who was on the other end of the line. Someone upset with me? Someone trying to help me? Someone watching me? Surely someone would have more to do than to watch me. Finally realizing that I have to speak, I ask "Who is this?"...... After a few seconds, he says "it's you". "It's me?" Yeah right. Now I'm talking to myself on the phone? I've heard of talking to oneself but on the phone? Call Bellevue quick.
Well, it happened again today. I wake up as usual and start getting ready. The phone rings. I hear "Don't leave until 8 o'clock" in a voice I recognize but that is different than the one from yesterday. Keep in mind that I'm getting dressed with one eye still closed as to steal as much sleep as much as possible. Not remembering yesterday at all, I ask what he's talking about. Then Paul laughs and I remember the events of yesterday. I wonder at all if he believes me about the phone call and the other strange events that happened before he came over. Have I lost my mind? Should I make my reservation at Bellevue? Surely not.
I almost forgot to mention what happened last night. I had to gather some wood for my fireplace having bought a new fire extinguisher that now waits patiently for my next mishap. As I walked through the darkness with my trusty flashlight, I had the feeling as if I were being followed and at the same time as if I were following someone. De Javu. As quickly as this feeling came over me, it was gone. That reservation at Bellevue might not be such a bad thing to look into. I gathered my wood in a most cautious way, keeping watch for who knows what. As I walk into the house with the little firewood I collected, the phone rings. What is it with the phone? It rings and rings and rings. So I answer it and hear a playful voice on the other end. It's the caller from yesterday morning, I immediately realize. With a laugh he says, "Bellevue? you're not crazy." Fear was surrounding me. Then I thought, this is it, I'm nuts. "Did everything work out okay earlier with the fire?" I couldn't answer. I was desparately trying to solve this riddle. Who was on the other end of the line. Someone upset with me? Someone trying to help me? Someone watching me? Surely someone would have more to do than to watch me. Finally realizing that I have to speak, I ask "Who is this?"...... After a few seconds, he says "it's you". "It's me?" Yeah right. Now I'm talking to myself on the phone? I've heard of talking to oneself but on the phone? Call Bellevue quick.
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