Conversations with Life...

And Death

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Catching up with

Life:
So it's been a while, what's been happening? I mean probably nothing of interest but it's polite to ask.
Me:
Well actually, I moved out of my mums. Got a. Flat of my own.
Life:
What? Really?
Me:
Really!
Life:
That's great. What's her name the girl?
Me:
What girl?
Life:
The girl you moved in with.
Me:
I didn't I live alone.
Life:
Well I suppose that's better then living alone. Finally put some mileage between you and your mum.
Me:
Mileage? No she lives 3 minutes away. Less then.
Life:
Well at least you are living your own life. It's not like she's folding your underwear still.
Me:
...
Life:
What the f...?
Me:
The flat didn't have space for a washing machine. So every Sunday I go round, we have breakfast, I put on a wash. You know.
Life:
No. No I really don't.