"Well, the last thing I want is to stuck in the suburbs, with a wife and baby....I want to travel and do things" he said looking away.
"Well, so do I, don't you think we can still do stuff? Who said we have to do things like everybody else? We don't you know".
This walk was getting longer and longer, how many times were we going to debate this ever growing problem? Then out of nowhere he said "when this is all fixed up, we will travel, it'll be great, it will be, I promise", throwing me one of his smiles, with a squeeze of my shoulder. "Ok" I said...not entirely convinced.
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Where are these stories coming from.....?????
they're coming from my head
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