- You want to have contact with people, even if it’s only to be mean. You still want to have contact. I do.
Paul looks across the terraced fields.
- I dunno. Shouldn’t you...you have to organize your life so that each moment means something, right?
- Ha, look who’s talking.
- What?
- That meaningful stuff is sweet, Paul, but you can get used to meaningless, too. Petty disagreements, that’s the problem.
- But those don’t exist if you don’t let them.
- You sound like Mom.
- Whatever. You’re in a shit mood.
- The sun must’ve gotten to me.
- Maybe we should just take a little nap here, ha. Wake up in better spirits?
- No, we’d look stupid.
- Does it matter? What other people think about you? While you’re sleeping next to a haystack?!
- A real man shouldn’t care.
- Does that mean you’re not a real man? Because you obviously care.
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