Hospitals smell like urine and industrial strength detergent. Acrid and cool.
“Jesus, Terry, you look like shit.”
“Yeah, well, I’m not the one in a hospital bed missing body parts. 843 more words
We all know the feeling. You’re dying to see your vinas, but it’s been raining for two weeks straight. When you love spring, warm weather, and the flowers it brings, it can be hard to figure out fun dates when the weather is so awful. 358 more words
Part of living the diner life requires one to become an anthropologist of sort. I’ve spent my life watching the revolving door of small business reality as patrons have come and gone never to return, but sometimes they stay becoming not only customers but friends, and on the rare occasion, family. 675 more words