Heated Moment
Because of our much-needed moment, Joey's hard work got too cold to eat. Luckily, microwaved stir fry tastes just as good, in my opinion. As we enjoy our meal, we continue to talk like we always have. Nothing heavy for the time being, which I'm grateful for. Between my unwanted trips down memory lane and the oppressing thoughts of all the ways my future could go wrong, idle chit chat is definitely a welcome distraction. And I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one. Besides the conversations in the bedroom and in the kitchen, the guys haven't really gotten to talk to me all day, and for some reason I can't understand, it seems like they missed it. Eric is being his goofy self, getting excited as I explain how Mrs. Santiago got us from here to my old house and back. This is, of course, much to
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