Not that I thought I'd suddenly stop thinking "I gotta tell Kev..." but sometimes it sneaks up on me and gut-punches me. Yesterday I was driving by the Ford Dealership in town. Background - their roof was destroyed by the sheer weight of snow over the last winter, so they took the building down and had a temporary trailer brought on-site to work from. Kev and I had been speculating about whether or not they were going to rebuild or just go with the trailer. So I saw as I drove by yesterday that hey, looks like they have a foundation marked out and poured for the new building. And my first thought was "Oh wow, Kev'll be so surprised when I tell him...that....they...."
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"Right. Or, y'know....NOT. :: sigh :: "
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