Are you busy?
Can you talk?

Do you feel
emotionally catered to?

No, no. It’s just me asking. 
I’ve had a few to drink, eaten 
less than I should’ve. 

Do you keep a 
regular journal? 

Does that feel good,
that emotional release? 

I wish I were more a writer,
like you. The way your brain works. . .

No, I couldn’t do it. It takes more,
means being emotionally evolved.

Honesty? 
Yeah, I would struggle with that. 

No, no, I’ll let you go. You’ve got
better things to do. I won’t bother you
any longer. 

Yeah, talk to you soon. 
Bye, McKenna.