Day 3

𝗦𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗱𝗮𝘆, 𝟭𝟲𝘁𝗵 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗵.

Finally weekend.

Today, like every Saturday, my brother Caleb comes to see me.

Yes, he is normal.

He works, he has a nice family, he is fine.

He's not a poor loser like me.

Oh here it is :DD

"Hi little brother, how are you?" he said, ruffling my hair.

I love it when he does that.

"Usual" I replied as always.

"Come on, let's do something productive today!" He told me smiling.

"But you know I can't go out..." I replied sadly.

Yeah, I couldn't go out.

I was "in too bad a condition" to be able to leave the clinic.

I had to stay here.

"And who said we have to go out to have fun?" He said looking at me with an amused grin.

"Oh no, don't tell me tha..."

"Caleeeeeb AHAHAHAHAHAH stop tickling me!" I said between laughter.

"Ohohoh and why should I?" He said to me laughing even harder.

He only stopped after 5 long minutes.

We laughed for at least another 3 minutes.

Caleb was the only one I laughed with so much.

But in general, one cannot help but laugh in his presence.

We spent this afternoon playing football in the small pitch of the building and telling each other everything that had happened during this week.

Oh well, he was pretty much the only one talking, but I don't blame him.

With the life he has!

How I wish I was him...