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Dad left for Phillie this morning with someone from work. He was supposed to be back this afternoon. His cellphone isn't on and he's not at his office.
It's probably traffic, but...
I can't help being a worry wart. I've always been one. I'd be 8 years old and my parents would be 5 minutes late picking me up from school. I'd freak out. "Oh no! They probably died!"
I can't stand how I'm like that. I've always been like that.
Way too pessimistic and afraid of my loved ones leaving me.
But still...--
Ah..it's dinner time.
EDIT: He just called so all is well.
I hate being so jumpy.
I guess it's because my life has been very lucky so far..I've always been waiting for my luck to run out.
It's probably traffic, but...
I can't help being a worry wart. I've always been one. I'd be 8 years old and my parents would be 5 minutes late picking me up from school. I'd freak out. "Oh no! They probably died!"
I can't stand how I'm like that. I've always been like that.
Way too pessimistic and afraid of my loved ones leaving me.
But still...--
Ah..it's dinner time.
EDIT: He just called so all is well.
I hate being so jumpy.
I guess it's because my life has been very lucky so far..I've always been waiting for my luck to run out.