We're coming up on the home stretch.
In just a few short weeks, summer is over.
That means so is the school for boys.
BRAD: And your little group is no closer to sanity than they were before--congrats.
I disagree. I think we've come leaps and bounds.
Take Aaron for example.
AARON: I met this guy.
Before, he would have gone crazy over a guy at the word "Hello."
AARON: He seems really nice.
Now, he's more cautious.
AARON: He gave me his number.
ME: That's great.
AARON: I'm not going to call him.
Perhaps a bit too cautious.
ME: I'm a little confused, Aaron.
I was over his house to watch 'Flipping Out.' (Don't judge.)
AARON: Kevin, every time I get close to a guy I find out something horrible about him.
ME: That doesn't mean you stop getting close.
AARON: Look, I'm just sick of getting my hopes up and then having them dashed to pieces. I'm putting up a wall.
ME: You can't consciously put up a wall.
AARON: Watch me.
I blame myself for this. I had turned Aaron's rose-colored glasses a dark grey.
It was time for damage control.
TAYLOR: Do I know you?
ME: Not yet, you don't.
ME: I'm Aaron's friend.
I managed to find Taylor on Facebook chat.
TAYLOR: Aaron seems cool, but sort of blocked?
ME: Well, that's what I was hoping to take to you about...
In about three hours, Mission: Down With the Wall was in full effect.
AARON: Hey Kev, what's up?
ME: Come outside with me, Aaron.
Once we were outside, he was met with a striking image.
Taylor dressed up like a court jester.
ME: Aaron, this is a boy who is literally willing to make a fool of himself for you.
TAYLOR: Plus the costume cost forty bucks.
ME: In the hopes that you'll give him a chance.
I could see the cracks in Aaron's wall widen, until he finally laughed.
AARON: Wow, Taylor, you look pretty stupid.
TAYLOR: Does that mean I can buy you dinner?
AARON: Provided you change out of that outfit, then yes.
Aaron looked over at me and smiled.
AARON: So this is progress?
ME: Yes, it is.
And progress never looked so good.