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Four Fingers · 09-15-2003, 07:50 AM

My sister is twenty months younger than me. We’ve always been good friends, but we were never really close. A couple of months ago, something happened. I think she finally realized that I was leaving home. I was going to the army, and she’d be left all alone.

She invited me on a hiking trip to the mountains. She’s the expert when it comes to planning such hikes. There was running water, and beautiful flowers, and even small forest animals. And we were only 20 kilometers from home. On our way, we discussed all those things that were happening in our lives; interesting things that none of us knew about the other person.

She told me how she felt about graduating from highschool. I never bothered to ask her about it. She told me about keeping in touch with her friends from school – something I didn’t do myself. She told me about her plans for the future. She told me what she would like to be.

And it was great. I told her about the evils of Marxism, and about fighting our Epicurean nature. I described to her a detailed roadmap to solving the Israeli-Palestinian conflict. I taught her about electromagnetic waves cooking her meals, about the roles of universal inflation and what the concept of currency really was.

Eight straight hours of walking later, we were tired. We sat on a big rock that was shaded by a bigger tree. We ate some sandwiches she had prepared earlier. And then she made that silly face that pretty girls do when they try to be serious, and she said, “I don’t even have a sister, you morons! I can’t believe you’ve read it all.

09-15-2003, 07:50 AM	#1 (permalink)
Four Fingers Crazy	Fooled ya, didn't she? My sister is twenty months younger than me. We’ve always been good friends, but we were never really close. A couple of months ago, something happened. I think she finally realized that I was leaving home. I was going to the army, and she’d be left all alone. She invited me on a hiking trip to the mountains. She’s the expert when it comes to planning such hikes. There was running water, and beautiful flowers, and even small forest animals. And we were only 20 kilometers from home. On our way, we discussed all those things that were happening in our lives; interesting things that none of us knew about the other person. She told me how she felt about graduating from highschool. I never bothered to ask her about it. She told me about keeping in touch with her friends from school – something I didn’t do myself. She told me about her plans for the future. She told me what she would like to be. And it was great. I told her about the evils of Marxism, and about fighting our Epicurean nature. I described to her a detailed roadmap to solving the Israeli-Palestinian conflict. I taught her about electromagnetic waves cooking her meals, about the roles of universal inflation and what the concept of currency really was. Eight straight hours of walking later, we were tired. We sat on a big rock that was shaded by a bigger tree. We ate some sandwiches she had prepared earlier. And then she made that silly face that pretty girls do when they try to be serious, and she said, “I don’t even have a sister, you morons! I can’t believe you’ve read it all. __________________ "Always do right - this will gratify some and astonish the rest."