One of our plans for this year-- aside from loving Alfred more and drinking more, or less-- is to explore friendship. It could very well be the thing upon which all our ethics and ideas about ourselves hinge.
I suggested to Bruce that he do something he'd never done before-- read Agatha Christie's "Murder on the Orient Express". I find something utterly beautiful-- like the vulnerability of sleep-- in the complete at-homeness of an engrossed reader.
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