Had a nice long, lovely conversation with my old friend in Key West. He asked about my career, I asked about his job at the paper. We talked about the runaway train and Miley Cyrus on Saturday Night Live. He told me how happy his lover is these days tending bar, which is better than waiting tables. He asked about my niece and nephew.
The part of the call I liked best, though, was when he told me about his friend, Ted. I've met Ted several times and like him a great deal. Ted is recovering from radical but so far successful treatment for brain cancer and needs a lot of help -- getting to the grocery store, making his way to Miami for follow up doctor appointments, etc. And my friend is completely there for him. I'm not surprised. My friend is a very nice man.
Most of all, I enjoyed the blabbing. In this world of emails and texts, I don't just sit and blab on the phone very much anymore.
I forget, caught up in my busy-ness how much I like blabbing like that.
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