end of placement

everything is so far off distant... sitting on stairs as men in bathtowels pass by on thier way to and from bathrooms I hear about 'what you can remember to tell me' happenings from those i talk to on the phone... and sure, being given the microwave is nice and im sure that it was nice to see me... but i don't even need a microwave and aaa i don't want to sit on stairs, its starting to get to me.


so, in the end im glad im home... I did perfect the lateral ankle though...