The Man Who Ate Curses: Book 1

To KCRW. 

The weird guy who is so painfully socially awkward that many thought would just crumble and die because all I endured (even surviving their own attempts to end me!) I am the strange anomaly which exists in this world and yet I walk in the spiritual realms. A thing of science and magic. I am.

I went down south to see my father last week. Got back and promptly caught a cold. My immune system is usually spectacular but I've been stressed and with all the people sneezing and coughing in the airports (often without bothering to cover their mouths!) its amazing a cold was all I caught. My nose was running so much and I felt so awful that I came home from work early this morning and I called off again for my shift tonight. At least my stress level has decreased a bit. I have spent like two weeks trying to get in touch with Lymonicus my somewhat father figure. I was concerned enough that I called around to hospitals and searched online so see if he'd died. Eventually, I went over to his house before my trip and wasn't able to get inside the complex so yesterday I did what I was putting off for awhile. I called the police and asked them to do a wellness check. An officer called to leave me a message from an unlisted number. He told me he'd spoken to Lymonicus roomie (who I sorta had a crush on and came to accept he was out of my league and I guess I'm a bit peeved he had me searched that time he misplaced his money) and that Lymonicus was in Cedar Sinai. The officer left me two contact numbers. One for Lymonicus's sister and his roomie. The roomie's voicemail was all I got for him so I tried the sister and she told me Lymonicus suffered a severe digestive issue like around Christmas time. So that explains why he wasn't on social media and his voicemail was full everytime I called. Also why he didn't return my texts. I knew something was wrong so now I know what all I can do is wait until the sister calls me to let me know I can go see him in the hospital. I'm just glad he's okay. It sucks no one called me but they said his phone was locked and there was no way to access his messages. This is definitely a wake up call for me. My father reminded me how important it is to have those emergency contacts in place for when stuff happens. Lymonicus is my emergency contact and I'm pretty sure he has my fathers info but well we all need to make sure folks can indeed get notified when shit happens. Its also a good idea to check in on people, especially older folks at least once a week...so do it.