I’ve learned a lot of things since I started working as a nurse. I learned about medications, diseases, human nature, and life and death. I’ve learned a lot about reality, And I’ve learned about reality shows. Now, I didn’t watch TV growing up, but I had heard the term “reality show,” and lately I’ve seen snippets of reality shows that my patients were watching. That is, I thought they must be reality shows, because they appeared to be attempting to seem real, or in other words, to disguise sensationalism as reality. Yet the concept of unreality trying to appear real (when, in fact, it would have been more real to remain unreality), left me confused about what was “in reality” the point of a

A couple of months ago my cell phone went missing. I was on break at work when I first discovered that it was gone. The pocket of my backpack in which it usually resides was unzipped. That evening, I called my number from my grandfather’s cell phone, and it went right to the voice mail. But the next time I tried, it rang several times. My suspicions were confirmed when a few minutes later I got two text messages on my grandfather’s phone, “Leave me alone,” and “Don’t EVER call me again.”