You need a back rub? Come to me. There will be a lounge for you waiting at the end of your boring day, regaled by a candlelit hallway, at my humble abode. Need someone to talk to? Sit beside me. I'll pretend to listen, or if I'm genuinely interested in your melancholic jitters, I'll really listen, between sips of your hazelnut flavored frappe which I shall take without permission, because, hey, you'll love my company you wouldn't mind me drinking from your straw at all. Tired of the usual ride home? Hop into my car. Let's run on 120 with open windows and scream at the pedestrians we'll almost, and intentionally, crash into. Got two left feet for dancing? Never worry. I got two right ones. Sleepless? I got a litany of boring stories you could listen to and, for once in your life, you'll be thankful God created nerds.Are you in a rut? Same here. Let's get out of it beautifully, graciously, scandalously.
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