Tired Interlude

My mind has drifted off to dream land where I think of a world where there is my person.  This person is kind of soft spoken and kind.  He's funny and just a decent human being.  He knows how to talk to people and bring me out of my shell.  He's a helper.  He listens to people, including my mom which can be a challenge but he's fascinated by the things she says even if it sounds crazy.  He's got a dog, kind of a funny and sweet dog.  He's kind of amused by Precious who seems to be enchanted by him.  He seems to be the one stranger that she'll make an appearance for at that moment.

He's really funny and I don't really expect his humor because it seems surprising coming from him, which makes him more hilarious.  He's a little disarmed by my humor but he appreciates it.  He likes my quirks and the messages I send in response to his.  He likes the way that I word things.

He may not have always have the time for me because his schedule is busy, but he might send me a meme to communicate that he's there.  Or a short message.  Just a reminder that life has taken over him but he hasn't forgotten me.  He doesn't think I'm invisible.  He sees me.   

He makes me smile.  That's a really good thing.

Nice to dream.  I am tired.  Have a good evening, good humans.  Here's hoping I dream about my person and not Frick.  Good lord. I got another email from Knix.  She had a wall of death at her desk with pictures of people she hated in the office so yeah, this would be up her alley.  Weirdo.

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