Looking out of my office window I see the branches of a tree bow and wave—a true kindness considering its superiority. The raindrops on the window, growing jealous of our intimacy, increase in volume. The tree responds by waving its branches with even greater intensity and I by weeping.

And just like that I have made a new friend.

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