don't try this at home

sure, it sounds exciting and modern and metropolitan to be married and live in different cities than your wife, and usually, it’s not too bad.

but sometimes it really sucks.

when everything’s fine, it’s not that bad. hell, as you know, i’ve done it for up to two years at one stretch.

however, yesterday i got “the call”. the one where someone at her work calls you and tells you that she’s in the hospital.

fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.

don’t worry, everything’s fine, she’s fine now, nothing’s wrong. she didn’t even end up staying there, but instead checked back out to her doctor and everything’s good.

but instead of being able to drop everything and be right there, i drop everything and then have to try to hop a plane and get down there. even for an hour of flying time, it takes me four hours to get there. to see her. to make sure that she’s ok.

once or twice someone’s asked me how living like this is, wondering if they should do it.

i tell them that it’s a stupid way to live. because of times like this.

Posted at November 9, 2005 10:47 PM