Same sheets, different day.
Jokes, sheets are never the same in a hostel.
Although I can imagine Alex, our Frenchie saying 'ah it was sheet' and meaning shit.
Today I feel like old skul Snow White and new skul The Nanny Diaries.
I had watched the Nanny Diaries before coming here and I could really see myself changing sheets and tutoring a child.
My current scene is quite similar only I'm tutoring myself.
I explain to myself that people have different moods each day,
some need their space
some have no perception of concept of space.
Some know you work there
some have no perception of concept of shift.
Some are friendly
some have no perception of concept of boundaries.
And I really love quiet days
with things to do.
And evening returns.
And my friends across the world
messaging me
to see if
I'm ok
when in fact I was ill and wanted to tell someone.
Different sheets, different day.
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