2020-02-12 - Varying Degrees of Okayness

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : Hey. It's Sparrow. Just checking in. Are you okay?

(TXT to Sparrow) Itzhak : no, not so okay.

(TXT to Sparrow) Itzhak : you?

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : Friend told me maybe you weren't, but she didn't know.

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : She hasn't been able to hear since waking up from a dream that maybe you were in too...

(TXT to Sparrow) Itzhak : shit. I'll see if I can get her some help. should check up on her.

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : You know Ali, yeah?

(TXT to Sparrow) Itzhak : yeah I know her. not well or anything

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : Your ears alright?

(TXT to Sparrow) Itzhak : heh. believe me, my ears are the least of my worries.

(TXT to Sparrow) Itzhak : you doing okay?

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : Compared to everyone else, yeah.

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : Anything I can do to help?

(TXT to Sparrow) Itzhak : yeah, there is something.

(TXT to Sparrow) Itzhak : take care of yourself. yeah?

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : Always.

(TXT to Sparrow) Itzhak : promise?

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : Trying.

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : Got a lot of other people to take care of first.

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : And my stuff always fixes itself anyway.

(TXT to Sparrow) Itzhak : man, so do I, with the people taking care of. Roen would say if we don't take care of ourselves first, how are we gonna help them?

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : Not that easy.

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : You want my awkward admission?

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : Just between us?

(TXT to Sparrow) Itzhak : bring it

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : Bipolar I.

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : Crashing hard. And that's just the way it's gonna be.

(TXT to Sparrow) Itzhak : ...that's fucking rough. sorry to hear it, girlchik.

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : There are worse things. Most days are better than these ones.

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : Just can't promise to prioritize myself when there's not a lot I can do to fix this when I CAN offer comfort to others. So.

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : Didn't wanna be dishonest. <3

(TXT to Sparrow) Itzhak : hey that's fair.

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : ANYWAY.

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : You find there is anything that a near-stranger can do to help? You lemme know. Got all the good food on my side. Best food.

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : And we're pretty good with the pillow forts if you and yours need somewhere to hide.

(TXT to Sparrow) Itzhak : christ I wish I could hide. pillow fort for the next month or so sounds great.

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : Even if you just need it for a few hours.

(TXT to Sparrow) Itzhak : maybe. maybe I wouldn't turn it down.

(TXT to Sparrow) Itzhak : not while you're having trouble though. last thing you need is some mechanic you don't know hanging around.

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : Psh. One of the best ways to get to know each other is hiding from the world together over some cookies.

(TXT to Sparrow) Itzhak : what kind of cookies?

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : Chocolate chip cookie cups with vanilla panna cotta. And a whole slew of snickerdoodles.

(TXT to Sparrow) Itzhak : you drive a hard bargain

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : I've got an amazing brother who takes good care of me and my people.

(TXT to Sparrow) Itzhak : don't think I said, but you were fantastic at Winterfest

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : :blush:

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : Thank you!

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : Pretty sure I DID already say it, but so were you. <3

(TXT to Sparrow) Itzhak : yeah? thanks, appreciate it

(TXT to Sparrow) Itzhak : never been a lead singer before

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : You totally rocked it 😃

(TXT to Sparrow) Itzhak : don't think I got enough flash for Park and Lyric

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : You are plenty eye-catching.

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : But yeah. Think they're big dream kinda people.

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : Part of what didn't click with me and Park. She's talented, to be sure, but she wants more out of the music stuff than I do.

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : I just wanna play.

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : She wants to make it.

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : But I gotta go. Need to get some fresh air while I can.

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : You take care of you, too, okay?

(TXT to Itzhak) Sparrow : 😙