My friend Mike left on Monday after spending three weeks on the floor of my living room. Well, technically he wasn't in the living room for three weeks. Occasionally he would get up and leave the apartment.
It was such a blast seeing someone from home. But one thing's for sure. My days have gotten substantially less funny since Mike left.
Someone forgot to smile.
Oh and if you don't understand the title of the blog, don't worry. You're not supposed to.