...life were more like Grey's Anatomy
not because i wish all scrubs were "fitted" the way theirs are
(note: i too, take offense to salmon colored scrubs)
or because i wish it were kosher to have sex with randoms in the on-call room
(kosher or not, it happens. trust me. ew.)
or because i wish it were actually possible for people to wake up from a coma and extubate themselves and then be conscious and talking and fine 3 seconds later
(that pretty much just. doesn't. happen.)
but because i just wish that, in real life, you could handle all squabbles with your lover in monologue form.
this was yet another post brought to you in advance.
i have NO idea where i might be right now
with any luck, i'll be finding an internet cafe and checking in periodically
but i was prepared.
just in case i couldn't.