As you wander through this troubled world
In search of all things beautiful
You can close your eyes when you’re miles away
And hear my voice like a serenade
–Dixie Chicks/Lullaby
Paddy came over for dinner. While we were on the back porch enjoying the weather and our drinks, he said he had something to tell me. Something I wasn’t going to like. He told me that I’m extremely spiritual. All the time. Everything I think about and write about. I just don’t want to admit it. According to Paddy, every word I write oozes spirituality.
Fucker.
So then there was more talking.
And some more drinks.
Dinner was artichokes and pasta.
Then there was more disagreement on my true nature, as well as a summary of all of the dating events he missesd while he was in Maui.
We sang some songs. We talked some more. He tried to make me love Jaco. I still don’t.
It got late.
I got sleepy. Paddy covered me up in the armchair and sang to me.
I smiled.
Thanks for ending your vacation with me, Paddy. I’m glad we’re both creeps and weirdos who got to be friends. I know that I always say I know the best people, but I only say it because it’s true.
You make my world a better place.