Dear Evil Discussor... What did you do over the long weekend?

Not much. Bought a pair of pants. A nice pair of pants. A really nice pair of pants actually. Slacks, really. Took me a long time to find them. Almost too long. A couple of days, here and there, over time, going after work, looking for just the right pair. Something formal yet casual yet summery yet spring-like. Then I found them.

Isn't it funny how much time one spends looking for just the right pair of pants, or searching for that specific ingredient, or trying to find the perfect hairdresser, or seeking out that forgotten song, or writing that line just right, or whatever it is you might spend time doing, when in the end we all just die?

I suppose the time could be better spent.

But then again, how well would it be spent without the right pair of pants?

Probably not too well at all.

So, yeah. I bought pants. What did you do?

Yours,
E.D.

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