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Sep 23, 2006 07:20

"you're TOO smart."  the unspoken "...for your own good" rings too loud in the silence between the end of Ido's opinion and the beginning of my retort.

"if i were smart then i wouldn't stay late at night to make up for all the backlog work i left behind."

he sighs.  "can i call you today?"

here it goes again, i think, i've got to get out of this, like i have for 2 months now.  i take a mental deep breath and count, five... four... three... two... one.  smile sweetly, now.  "no.  you pulled in an all nighter.  you should sleep.  or else the Bell Comission would fine the hospital if i allowed you that.  you're my friend, i don't wan't to get you into trouble."  that's it.  friend.  and to a certain extent, mentor.  deared, but anything more than that i cannot think about for now.

who knows what we left behind back home to be here?  how do i know that this isn't all a game, brought on by the need to feel good in this harsh environment we chose to be in?  how do i know that if i give in, i give in for less insidious reasons than trying not to feel lonely and finding affirmation that i was not able to obtain back home? i would rather not try to find the answer to that right now.

"like i said... you're TOO smart." 
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