Kansas was telling me a story today and he ended with "I guess that was before you knew me--last summer."
"No, I didn't know you last summer…" I've known him for little over a month. I admit it feels longer than that.
"Lucky you--spared the idiocy!"
"Oh, there was another idiot." We both laughed. "Actually, I don't think there was any idiocy last summer."
"No. I took a break." More laughter.
"A break is good!"
I said, "Yes. But. I'm pretty sure I didn't see it that way at the time."
"Oh, no, but in retrospect…a break is still good."
"Yes, I think it is."
Indeed. What ever happened to that plan?
Grateful for: breaks.
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