I was not feeling well today and at breakfast with friends began to feel like I was fainting for the first time in my life.  So we left quickly, went home and I took a nap.  When I woke I wanted to cancel my haircut but discovered that my app only allows me to make appointments, and I really didn’t like the idea of disappearing and/or dying without looking appropriate.  So I went to congratulate him on his new snazzy shop.  And brought a poetry book for him and one for associate.  For Amit who gives me all my information about tv channels and jokes I brought “Hanging Around the House” (in English) who said “sign it with your phone number” and remarked on a few poems immediately, and for Amir I brought “Ways to Love” in Hebrew.  He looked at the cover, the publisher, the size and put it away.  

Unfortunately I don’t like the way Amit cuts my hair, and feel honored that Amir deigns to sculpt my heaven-worthy look, so I whisper “I love it” to Amir as I leave, and miss the parting from Amit.  

I wish I could prefer Amit.