Today’s lunchtime chit-chat consisted of much jargon about war, gas prices, and petroleum — things which I (naively) know nearly nothing about, and honestly, out of fear, try to avoid. The last time we had these conversations, I had a nightmare about an atomic bomb and a lot of people speaking a language only I couldn’t understand. You can see now why I like to talk about sunshine, rainbows, and chocolate-covered cherries instead of Saudi and fuel. A tad unsophisticated, yes, but I like to have sweet dreams.
When you eat lunch with Otis, there’s never a dull moment. And that’s a promise.
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