A good friend is celebrating his birthday today. Sometimes, I feel as if I have a façade and he sees right through it. He's a lot younger, but I sometimes find myself pondering over his thoughts and ideas. A kindred spirit and a generous soul, he is blessed in many ways, but he never thinks he's better than anyone. In fact, I think he unjustifiably underrates himself. I wish that people see him in this light and stop making his life a little difficult.
Anyway, despite my blog's strike-anywhere, write-as-you-please, almost-ivory-tower direction, he visits this site regularly, which I didn't expect would interest him to begin with.
A mi Pescador de las Perlas, Pearl Fisher, Pêcheur des Perles: John Arvy, Feliz, Feliz Cumpleàños, mi amigo.
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