Write something that has to do with: just like old times.
Max has a cold. My cold? I'm not taking credit for it.
Regardless, he's sick. As I'm typing this he's sleeping beside me on the couch, because he's wanting to be close. I put him to be earlier and when he woke up he came out here and gave me grief for not still being there... three and a half hours later.
It's reminding me of when he was very little, of the nights I'd be typing my blog one-handed because he was asleep on my other hand.
At the moment I am appreciating the fact that he is beside me and not on me.
"What's it been? Like thirty years?"
"More like forty. More than that if you want to talk about when we spent any quality time together."
"Say it ain't so!"
"Sorry, dear friend, but it is, in fact, so."
"Man, it feels like that was just yesterday. Doesn't it?"
"Oh, come on! Look at us! Drinks in hand, ladies all around... it's just like college!"
"Yeah... except now we're in a retirement home and all these ladies are using walkers and wheelchairs to get around."