I was drawn to Sam from the first time I met him. His blue eyes reminded me of my friend Seymour from the old days living under the dumpster.
Sam and I have a complex relationship. One or the other of us is always more enthusiastic to see each other, although which one it is varies. But we're never equally excited about each other at the same time.
The last time we met, Sam was very happy to see me, while I was a bit, shall I say, ho-hum about seeing him.
Probably the next time we get together our positions will be reversed. That's just the nature of our push-pull relationship.


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