The Butcher is always having weird adventures. On Thursday, he came home and said, “I’m thinking about going to LA.”
I asked, “When?”
And he said, “tomorrow.” And so he did.
I haven’t heard anything about his adventure yet, since he got back after I went to bed and left for work before I got up.
But it has made me decide that I need to have an adventure. I don’t know of what sort. I haven’t even really thought about doing anything exciting in a long time, but the Butcher always comes back from them so happy.