This Is What Comes Of Paying AttentionI was to lunch recently with Mr. Containment; we had chosen to eat up in the balcony area, he with his various things, me with my tapioca and a single, slender spoon. We spent time, as we are wont to do, snatching moments of contemplation between ongoing discussions of cabbages and kings. To be more accurate, we were instead discussing kerberos and fountain pens. It was in the middle of this that he turned the conversation to the table and said:
The nice thing about chocolate pudding is that you don't need to stir it. But there is something calming about stirring pudding.
...and I immediately needed to borrow a fountain pen to write it down.
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