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“Tell me a story.”

“A story? What kind of story?”

“Bedtime story. About yourself.”

“About myself?”

“Mhmm.”

“Hmm. Okay. I’ll tell you a story, and you tell me what part of my life this is about.”

“Okie.”

“Once upon a time, there was this boy who just got home from a land far far away. He was very jetlagged from his journey and couldn’t sleep, and he wanted to find something interesting to do or someone interesting to talk to. So he walked around the city where he lives but he couldn’t find anyone. When he went back home he switched on his computer and got online to pass time. After spending a while looking around, he came across this blog that contained so many fascinating ideas and thoughts. He liked it so much that he sent a message to the person who wrote it, asking her if she’d like to talk sometime. But this boy is a very pessimistic boy who didn’t think that she would write him back.”

“Why is he so pessimistic?”

“That’s just the way he is. Maybe you should ask him yourself.”

“Oh.”

“The person he had written wasn’t online, so he went out to get a pizza because that’s what he does on Saturday nights. When he got back home, he checked his computer to see if he got a reply. To his surprise, she had written back, saying that she wanted to talk to him as well. He got on Messenger and the hours that he spent talking to her just flew by because they were so different, but they agreed on so many things. When he went to bed, he couldn’t stop thinking about that wonderful person and how he couldn’t wait to talk to her again.”

“So what happens next? Did he ever get to talk to her again?”

“I’ll tell you the rest of the story some other time. Right now, you need to get some sleep.”

He never got around to finish telling the story. She hasn’t had any sleep yet.

I miss my Panda