Haircut, Sir?

Hey

We were talking (texting) about the weather. That seemed to be going ok.
Then all I did was ask if he'd had a haircut -- on account of the heat, that's all.
And I could feel him clamming up.

I didn't mean anything by it; it was just a question, out of interest.
But it was too personal, so he changed the subject -- what did I think of the Davinci Code film?

I left the conversation.

Really, if all we can talk about is the weather, why do we bother?

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Really bad dream this morning, about a friend of mine who died. It wasn't horrific, just sad.
I woke up crying.
I hate those.

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Serious dose of caffeine in the morning does seem to help get things going. I had worked so hard on giving it up -- no coffee, no coke, no lucozade -- but now it seems that its a good idea. In moderation.
Isn't that always the way?