Who: Me & Will
What: Lunch
Where: Outdoor Patio at the Cafe in The Art Institute of Chicago
Y'know, if we have kids---
I raise an eyebrow. Will corrects himself.
--if someone leaves a kid on our doorstep, he continues, we're not gonna do any of this 'watch out for his self-esteem' crap. I wasn't raised that way, and I'm beyond happy.
Explain?
Well, I feel like I married the prettiest girl there is. I mean, that's enough. But I'm sittin' out here on a beautiful day with a drink and I just think it doesn't get any better.
I agree. It doesn't get any better.
I used to dream of a girl like you hitting me in the face with a rake.* I totally came out ahead.
It's all about perspective, folks.
(* I won't be doing this any time soon.)
