Bed. Lights about to go out. A moment of reflection before the day ends.
Schmutzie: Ugh.
Palinode: I agree.
Schmutzie: I really do not want to go to work tomorrow morning.
Palinode: Well ... I'll be there.
Schmutzie: You'll be at my work?
Palinode: No, I'll be - I'll be here.
Schmutzie: You're taking Monday off?
Palinode: No, I'll be here in the morning. When you wake up.
Schmutzie: And then?
Palinode: And then you'll go to your work. And I'll go to my work. But I'll be there.
Schmutzie: Where's that now?
Palinode: I'll be around.
1 comment:
Makes perfect sense to me....my wife and I have these types of conversations all the time. It is a like a secret language that only we can understand.
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