HOM and i decide to have dinner a deux at the mall. it happens that humanity has chosen tonight in which to crawl out of the mall woodwork, so we end up with takeaway and a quick escape home, where dinner turns out to be delicious convivial and blessedly tranquil.
what a ways we've come, he and i. time was when joining in the hoopla just made for greater enjoyment. these days, give me my home and i might give you a hug.
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