I was about to fall asleep when I remembered something that happened today at the library. I was at work when a man and his son approached the desk. I was on my big high chair, perched like a gargoyle.
“Can I help you guys?” I said.
“It’s him, dad!” said the boy.
I don’t think I’m going to stop smiling for a year. There are more important things than a blog, but if I hadn’t started the blog, I wouldn’t have met that little guy.
Or you, possibly.
And that’s what’s up.