I was sleeping in because I am still sick, dammit, and apparently while I was sleeping my husband posted a whackadoo status on FB that had one of my oldest friends text me to see if things were ok between us. It's like this art project writing with a metaphor of relationships as a train that is run on fuel that is other relationships? Or he is the train and he wants the reader to meet him at his destination even though he just threw all his relationships in the boiler? Whut?
By the way, my friend totally knew whatever it was it was because he is dumb. Because he is. Stupid man.