I spent all day yesterday in bed.
I made some phone calls. I read a book. I listened to podcasts of radio shows. I listened to music. I wrote a few emails. I made a few trips to the kitchen when I got hungry.
The day was cool and cloudy and I was grateful for the cooperative weather. I was feeling crappy but wasn’t really interested in analyzing why.
Then Greg came up to read next to me.
He took it upon himself to quietly enumerate four things that were, “for good reason,” making me feel crappy.
I said "I know, but I didn't really want to look at those things today" and he apologized for having vocalized and for being so perfectly right.
His head doesn't resemble a fuzzy fruit of no good reason. He's a peach indeed.
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