The usual

I started the meeting excusing myself – “This has been an unusual day,” –
when, cut short by an out-loud laugh, I wondered how long, in fact, it had been
since we talked about anything normal, reasonable, regular;
accepting the laugh with a smile of my own, I yielded the floor to my other self.

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