In the future, please give me some advance warning if you plan on extending our 24 hour agreement. I have been gone for nearly 10 days. My job, my patients, and my plants did not appreciate this.
[An elaborate riot of watercolors in a red and orange palette, layered with skill and extreme precision. It progresses for some time, until the shadow of cacti and the Spring Mountains indicate the painting is simply upside down.]
[Public because it doesn't cross his mind that this could be potentially embarrassing and/or unwanted.]
Toby! I know you didn't see, since you don't have a Facebook, but David posted a picture of us from your graduation and I thought you might want to see it! I couldn't get it to work in a text, so it's here for you. :) I think it came out very nice.
Anyone who is need of psychiatric assistance, free of charge, is welcome to contact me. I understand with everything that this place is capable of, sometimes having someone to go to for assistance can be useful. I can guarantee privacy in all matters. Thank you.
[In the hours after he's home from the outpatient procedure, still a bit on the drugged side. The handwriting is a messy scrawl, made worse by the left-handed nature of it.]
I hope whoever broke into my fucking room enjoys my dirty laundry and the empties, because fuck you.
I need a new place to stay. I am sick of living out of this shithole of a motel room, now with a broken door because some asshole who was probably high on god-knows-what broke into my gd room.