I have a lot of friends these days who love to call me when they are on the run (i.e. filler time). There are many of them who love to chat me up when they are waiting for a stuffed pita or a calzone to finish plumping up. They simply have nothing better to do. There are some friends of mine who call me when they are waiting to catch a train or a plane. Some friends may be descending a stairwell and find the time right to ring me up. When they arrive into the land of honey, they are no longer available.
I must admit I do this 'filler time' thing too. The days when friends called on their couch to say hello seem like a memory or a thing of the 1980s. This 'filler time' is inextricably linked to my idea of the 'busy' man or woman. It is ruining many things and has to stop. I can't write about this anymore. I got to run.
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