December 9, 2020
Dec 23: My neighbor bakes brownies every weekend. He knocks at precisely 10 a.m. on Saturdays and hands me 2 containers. We go through the motion of me insisting to pay and him sternly telling me that there's no need. He will just tell me one of these days if he needs help with anything, and I would have no choice but to help him. I know he's partly joking, but I take him seriously. These brownies are too good to pass up. I bring him light snacks almost daily, we watch Brooklyn 99 on Wednesdays. I like him.