Walk into cafe.
Manager greets me, “Zero! And how are you today?”
“You know, I’m a little tired today. Woke up at 6am and never fell back to sleep. So it’s just one of those days. And that’s why I’m here early,” I say as I unload my laptop, “And how are you?”
“I’m good. I’m feeling like a dandelion…” pausing, “but I don’t know what that means,” he chuckles.
I laugh, “Well, I suppose it depends on whether you’re a fresh dandelion or one past its prime.”
“Well… I’ve still got all my petals.”
Sometimes I get into unusual conversations with people.