A friend at work gave me a yo-yo yesterday out of the blue. Maybe I’d given some useful advice at some point in the past, or maybe he just was pleased to find somebody else who liked yo-yos (and hopefully he doesn’t mind that I’m completely lacking in skill), but it was really touching, and I don’t know that I fully understand why. It meant a lot to me.
I’ve got to make some tough choices real quick here. Choices with no wrong answers, but no right ones either.
Bah, now that I think about it, I need to get my ceiling repaired and my chimney swept too.
Bah. Sleepy time for now.