“Hey.”
“Hey.”
“You’re not usually one to talk to yourself, you know.”
“I know.”
“So what gives?”
“I guess I’m in a strange mood.”
“Me too.”
“That figures.”
“So was there something you wanted to talk about?”
“I can be blunt with you, right?”
“Sure.”
“Do you like me?”
“Of course I do. What a weird question.”
“Is it? I don’t seem to have the best judgment with such things.”
“I understand.”
“Because, who knows. Maybe you don’t.”
“I’ve got your back.”
“Okay. But for a long time you didn’t.”
“Ouch.”
“It’s true.”
“I know.”
“I mean, you weren’t there at all.”
“(Or maybe I was there, and you were missing in action.)”
“It might have been nice during all those years of train wrecks.”
“Probably.”
“But then again, how can you expect another person to stand with you if you don’t even stand with yourself?”
“Good point.”
“Friends like that, with that kind of loyalty, don’t even exist anyway.”
“You got that right.”
“But I get it now. It’s different when you’re here.”
“Funny. I was just going to say the same thing.”
“I’m glad you woke up and moved in.”
“Ditto!”
“So, my new roommate, do you like to stay up late?”
“You know it.”
“Do you like to do things no respectable person your age would do?”
“Tequila, anyone?”
“I think we have lots to talk about.”
(Photo taken at the University of Pennsylvania Museum of Archaeology and Anthropology.)
4 comments:
one's got to be one's own best friend.
a very heart-warming piece, Jason.
Not that I am a snob or anything...but what brand of Tequila?
Simply stated - definitely deep~.
Walking Man you make me laugh!
Szelsofa, truer words were never spoken.
Walking Man, I'd love to try some more special tequilas, but right now I have a bottle of 1800 reserve from Cuervo. Not an edge on that thing. Maybe too easy to drink. ;)
Lee, maybe we should all have a shot!
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