Allison rushed out the door saying she was late for her train. Her train??? Bloomington doesn't have any trains. I didn't have time to ask her where I worked, but at the same time I feel lucky. I didn't want to look like a total idiot in front of her twice in one morning. Wasn't sure what I was suppose to do with the day. I looked around for my phone to call my mom, but I couldn't find my phone. Which is very unlike me. I always know where my phone is. Where would I have left my phone? I can't even call Allison to ask her where I work now.
The day passes slowly. I don't even think to turn on the TV. I don't even think to look for our TV. It's not in our living room. Where is our TV? How could I miss something so center in our apartment? Things are not fitting right in my mind.
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