I'm thrilled to have gotten 100 words in print.
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I’m having trouble concentrating.
Did you hear me? I am having trouble …
I heard you.
…
Well?
Well what?
Do you not find … is it not irregular for me …
…
Having trouble articulating, are you?
Yes.
Not sleeping well?
No.
And, how’s your appetite?
(Raised eyebrow, suspicious expression)
Perhaps. Why do you ask?
(Smirk)
Well, from my experience, which we know is quite extensive…
(Eye rolling)
Just say what you mean, if you will.
…
You have all of the symptoms.
Of what? !!
(Broad smile)
You, my friend, are in love.
Bozhe moi.
That’s about right.