grandpa forgot it was the weekend, so he comes in
my room around 8:30am. he asks if i am sick because i should’ve went to work by
now. i told him i’m okay and that i was sleeping in for saturday. he said okay
and closed my door. that made my whole weekend already. being that i used to
see my grandpa every 5 years or so with him living in stockton, i’ve been
having a good time living with him these past few weeks.
and to have him check on me literally melted my heart.
that’s my guy for real.
-ratha, 9:15am, 1.30.21