... except for the lack of it.

A line that came to me in the middle of a conversation with a friend about life and, well, you know. Stuff. And he's a good enough friend that he was OK with me hitting the pause button on the conversation to write down that line. Good friends are rare. Especially the ones who give you enough space to be your quirky self. And (ahem) some of us do idiosyncratic quirkiness real well...