Since You've Been Gone

After a couple weeks on the new job, he goes out on a Saturday morning and stops by the recycling center to visit one of his former clients, who talks to him like he’d never left, tells him about the med changes, tells him that he’s still hoping to join the gym, still hoping to visit his brother in New Jersey, even though the brother has never returned his calls, even though no one’s helping him make plans for the trip or hire a traveling companion.

He starts to tell his former client all about his new job, but the client doesn’t seem to acknowledge that he’s been gone for a while now, and even asks him when he’s coming by for his next home visit or if he’ll be seeing him at the Drop-In Center on Wednesday before Men’s Group. 

Later, after coffee, alone, he thinks about dropping in on another former client at his home, but recognizes his own pathetic dependency, decides instead to let the past be past and drives home slowly, noticing the increasingly overcast sky and the first of the changing leaves.  

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Virginia M Macasaet on Wednesday, 10 September 2014 00:06

transitions and letting go. Very nice.

transitions and letting go. Very nice.
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