I am so boring, a lousy friend. Actual conversation...
Me: What are you thinking? (Because I'm astute, I know these things, distractions, sheesh.
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Him: About my grocery list. Gatorade, ibuprofen, protein powder, aisle number 5, 7, 9.
He was dead serious. I shouldn't have said that, he tells me. I should've said something like, "I was strolling in a field of wildflowers," or something like that, loosely based on what I remember.
I'd been ADHD all evening, blah, blah, blah. I didn't have my words out for the day, I seldom do these days. What a time to verbally vomit.
Oh but we laughed.
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