It all started with this conversation with someone who we'd call Christina, my friend since high school. We don't chat often after both of us became working professionals. H*ck, if you're pursuing a career you can consider yourself lucky with less than ten friends who still want to chat with you albeit not that often.
So... she asked her signature "All's well with you?" question, and the rest is...
The rest is...
No, the rest is not history. The rest is my ranting. About how, technically, nobody can say all is well with him/her. There must be at least one, no matter how small, thing, that is not well with him/her.
But this is not the place for such rant. Neither was the time.
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