Moon Desert
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UK-based
BA in Cultural Studies
Crime Fiction: Love
Poetry: Friend
Psychology: Salvation
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Tuesday Waiting Room, 4 PM
I’ve been here before. It was the unrealised trips to the GP that brought me here, to the UTC, over an hour's walk away from home. The GP instructs you to submit a form online at 8 a.m. and wait for a call from the doctor. The waiting time is uncertain, could be 10 a.m., 12 p.m., or even 4 p.m. You spend the entire day at home, with the anxiety rising through the roof, while your downstairs neighbours loudly change the oven. They once complained about you being noisy when the upstairs neighbours walked loudly in their flat for three hours straight while you tried to concentrate. It's unfair. A council officer wanted to talk to me during the downstairs loudness, and the only lifebuoy lied in this telephone appointment I was waiting for. That was a relief. He didn’t come back on Monday as per his anxious promise. He should check their records because I was the one who complained about the upstairs neighbour first. After months of being stepped upon, woken up at night and pulled away from my inner work. I hoped the situation would improve on its own. My nerves are still frazzled, despite my attempts to be nice and not complain. But it was just too much.
By Moon Desert11 months ago in Longevity
