Visiting friend

My friend came to me the day before yesterday. He has been lurking around (at the boundaries) for quite some time. He joined me before lunch on a lazy Saturday afternoon.

I was all by myself finally reading a book. Yes, I was finally able to read a few pages until he showed up. In his usual manner, he sat near me and stayed quiet. It took me a few minutes or maybe more to realize he was around.

You know it is surprising I call him a friend while I should be calling him my enemy. But then again, I don’t want to be rude.

Itis Monday now and he is still with me. He is at work too. Now here I am trying to concentrate on my work and ignore him.

Let’s see how it goes.

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