After a change of clothes and drinking enough water to drown a camel, I headed back down to the gym floor to meet some friends. I caught myself reaching up for a high-five as I passed some kids in the hallway. I thought about messing with that police officer again but decided his leniency for Felix’s antics likely wouldn’t extend to me.
And though I spent only a short time as Felix, I became accustomed to the unconditional love that he exudes and attracts. Without him walking by my side, so to speak, the final stroll down the hall wasn’t nearly as much fun as it had been just a few minutes earlier. With no one running in for a hug or shouting out a greeting, I already missed Felix.
When I reached the gym floor, though, I found my friends waiting in the stands. They cheered at the sight of me and met me with open arms.
Yeah, it’s good to be loved.
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