There’s no easy way to say this so I’ll just say it. I met someone. It was an accident, I wasn’t looking for it, it wasn’t on the make, it was a perfect storm. He said one thing, I said another, next thing I knew, I wanted to spend the rest of my life in the middle of that conversation. Now there’s this feeling in my gut he might be the one. He’s completely nuts in a way that makes me smile, highly neurotic with a great deal of maintenance required, he is you. I can’t tell you why you should waste a leap of faith on the likes of me, but damn you smell good. Like home. That should count for something, right?