Reacquainted
He seemed smaller than he used to but the leanness suited him like the excesses of ego had been trimmed away and taken a few pounds of flesh as well. His sensemaking capabilities also seemed diminished, which was unfortunate but not unexpected. A barnacle-like cold sore had attached itself to the corner of his mouth and he could not stop fidgeting. It seemed his furlough was not agreeing with him.
"You seem calmer."
His crossed eyes and furrowed brow announced his bewilderment, "Really?"
"Yeah, we've been hanging out for two hours now and you haven't picked a fight with anything."
That garnered a few chuckles from those who had known him.
"You seem calmer."
His crossed eyes and furrowed brow announced his bewilderment, "Really?"
"Yeah, we've been hanging out for two hours now and you haven't picked a fight with anything."
That garnered a few chuckles from those who had known him.