_ Nice day.
_ Weather changes, we don’t.
_ Howsaboy?
_ We change, weather doesn’t.
_ Fine. Thanks for asking.
_ No weather; nothing to talk to; change changing change. Shoes once new, now gone; holes.
_ I balled a church lady last night.
_ Go in peace to love and serve the Lord.
_ That’s exactly what I said to her after she finished reassembling herself.
_ I found no solutions to the myriad concerns of living as I washed the cup from which I had drank.
_ Are you even aware that there are other people in this world?
_ Then again, I found no problems.
_ Did someone drop you on your head, repeatedly, as a child?
_ What’s a church lady?
_ A card carrying member of the world’s second oldest profession.
_ Second? They say the memory is the second thing to go.
_ What’s the first?
_ I forget.
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... I’m very wary of people who don’t speak in riddles.
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