Client DRV.HA.110 - Tape 1
*sigh* I don’t know what to say.
Can you hear me? Professor, do you recognize my voice? I know I never talked much in your class. But…
Okay, I don’t know what I’m hoping for. I… I don’t know if you can hear me. I mean, not just hear sounds but really hear what I’m saying. I was never that good at putting my thoughts into words. And you told me it’s because I’m insecure, which you aren’t wrong about, but are you okay?
Professor, are you still alive? Okay, okay, that was a stupid question. I know—I know you said there are no stupid questions, but I think I just proved you wrong.
If you’re hearing my voice, you know you’re still alive. But I don’t know that. I keep looking up your name online trying to find an obituary, which I haven’t found yet, so I’m optimistic, but… but I don’t know.
You haven’t seen the dreams. I have. That’s why I’m scared.
I wish someone could tell me it’s okay, but I know it’s not because I don’t know if you’re okay.
I don’t just mean physically unharmed, but that’s something I have to think about.
There’s so much I should have said to you. Are you listening now?