he was patient.
he was quiet.
he wasn't rude, though under duress.
he was gracious.
and he said, 'thank you very much'.
hm.
late night ponderings, mid-day wonderings, early morning epiphanies. quotations, song lyrics, inside jokes...a small window into my life, and why it is worth living. though being six again would be grand.
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