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A friend invited me to Happy hour with a group of people that she knows and I don't know. I got there about 30 minutes before she did and I sat next to the group, but didn't talk to them. They didn't know that I belonged with them and so they didn't say anything either. When she got there she introduced me to eveyone.
They are a really nice group of people. I'm not sure if I can handle having more friends, but maybe I can.
Quote: Color possesses me. I don't have to pursue it. It will possess me always, I know it. That is the meaning of this happy hour: Color and I are one. I am a painter. - Paul Klee
3 Comments:
You can ALWAYS handle more friends...:-)
The more friends the better.
I do have some nice friends
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