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I wish I could be silly more often.
I’ve spent thousands of sleepless nights worrying about my friends.

They call me two hours before I go to sleep. I help them function again. I kick them in the ass and let them find their way off the line. They thank me, after yawning several times, and then I wait two hours to go to bed.

We go out to eat dinner or shoot pool, and I take them home. So many cloudless drives down rural roads where I have to stop the car and cry to let them know it’s time to go home.

I’m reminded of the only real advice I’ve ever given:
Life is short. Smile and ask her if she’s hungry.