Taking the Time

As I walked down the sidewalk I heard a, “Psssssst!” from the ground.

I looked down and saw a puddle. I said, “What?”

The puddle said, “How’s it going?”

I said, “Good, but I don’t have the time to hang out with you, puddle.”

The puddle said, “Duder, you don’t have the time to not hang out with me. I’ll be evaporated in another hour.”

I realized the puddle was right and I stomped and splashed around in it for a glorious few minutes.

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