Me via text: My surgery was
just cancelled. I feel like crumpling into a ball of tears. I wish
you were here so I could hug you. I love you so much and appreciate
your support.
Austin's text re work: I love
you and appreciate all of your support two [he dictates to Siri. I
get these errors all the time]. I also need a hug desperately. Got
into another argument this morning with my manager, and then he told
me to go talk to his manager about it, so I did that and had a heated
discussion with him also. Now I just feel like I'm shaking and
grinding my teeth down to the bone.
A minute later, Austin:
Plastic, whatever.
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