A friend asked me tonight what's up with all the birthdays. Because I don't like to talk about my personal problems, I denied it. What birthdays. I read about birthdays on your blog. I tried really hard to think of something else to talk about. Do you want a stick of gum. I have gum. We chewed gum together awhile. We stood and watched a traffic light turn from green to amber to red and then green again.

We're good friends.