There was a large framed picture of four dolphins in the bathroom. When the air freshener went off it was like soft dolphinesque vocalisations. I left the bathroom and sat down in the waiting room where there four other people, two men and two women and I a fifth - our positions looked like the five points on a pentagon. A six person walked in. A man. The women seemed more receptive to him than me. He was that sort of kind of good-looking tall man. I didn't feel any jealousy. I thought I was better looking than him. Nurses or staff or whatever laughed in the hallways. The doctor would be here soon. The two women were both called in by their doctors and one man was too. The three of us left - all men - formed an isosceles triangle. The tall kind of good-looking man was busy reading some sheets of paper and the other man, moustached, was showing visible signs of distress at being made to wait for an appointment which must be humiliating for a man of his age. The tall kind of good-looking man finished with the papers and went on to his phone. I can't imagine why. A person waiting to see a psychiatrist at 11 am on a Wednesday morning can't really be someone "making moves", as it were. A tall fattish man walked in and I knew him from both my bus route and a single Gamblers Anonymous meeting I attended some months back. He saw me and strolled back out of the waiting room. A doctor - Indian and also moustached - called in for "Ken" and the moustached man was lead out by the Indian doctor. I now had 15 minutes to wait for my appointment with the doctor, but I arrived earlier so I could be seen earlier. My plan afterwards was to go to a nearby shopping centre for some coffee and to read out in the sun, and maybe to purchase some books regarding the piano, or, rather less likely to be found, a book regarding the recorder, which I had begun teaching myself and I enjoyed it very much.
>>25242115the dolphin connection i liked a lot, i liked the unlikely recorder book, the rest i didnt care about. got actively pissed off at the triangle observations. please ensure any future posts are tailored to my specific sensibility.
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>>25242115Please don't write anything ever again. You're wasting your time and everyone else's who reads this shit.
>>25242115Bump. Keep going.
>>25242115Who is the father of this paint-by-numbers writing style that you always see people slip into when waxing literary online nowadays? Don DeLillo?
>>25245976https://ia801405.us.archive.org/10/items/HeliganSecretsOfTheLostGardens/DelilloDon-TheNames.pdf
