Incessant Crepitations: Loneliness

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Loneliness

Stamped: 23:30:00

In my line of duty, I talk to many every day.

I talk to the patient who cannot respond to me.

I talk to the nurse whom I need help from.

I talk to the doctors/specialists who seem to take the job of torturing housemens very seriously.

I talk to the newspaper vendor who hates the fact that I cannot speak mandarin.

I talk to the lab ppl who finds it a chore to reply me.

I talk to the radiologist who kills me with their questions of which I have no answer to.

I talk to other housemens about work and *ahem* other housemens.

Yes, I talk to many people each day.

Talking is my job.

Yet, in the midst of it all.....

I find that....

I am still lonely, after all.

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