Dreams of Trampolines

“Hey, neighbor! Cool new trampoline, huh? Kids are going to love that,” Gary said in the first interaction he had with his neighbor, hopefully named Paul because that’s the name Gary had set to his neighbor’s face and was way too late to change that now, in what must have been five months.

“Hey, Gary,” Paul replied, “this is for me.”  Gary noticed Paul’s glazed over eyes looking in the direction of the newly assembled trampoline.  “I plan on jumping to the moon. Getting far, far away from here.”

“Things, uh…things okay at work, Paul?” Gary asked.

“Not so much.”

 

 

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