Two days before the end, it’s warm and the sky is deep blue and the clouds roll slowly by. My coworker climbs up on a flatbed truck and lays down and looks up. “Hey Bud, you know what my resolution is going to be?”
“What’s it gonna be?”
“I’m resolving to look up at the clouds more often. When was the last time you did that?”
“That’s all I really do,” I say.
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