How beautiful to see we are still funny. Five people and no one is selling anything. Though one of us who has lost a lot of weight lifts up his shirt and I say if he keeps this kind of display up, a piano will fall on him. The dog walks into the room with her dish clutched in her teeth. A five point buck looks in the window. Any moment now, Dr. Doolittle will drop by for coffee. We are just laughing animals. Save the human textbook for tomorrow.
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Planet of the Blind 
I love that you are still surounded by your dear friends. I wish my dad has the same support system. I know he has friends, but they feel more like acquaintances rather than solid people he can depend and have fun with on a regular basis.
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