Everybody needs more love. It all seems so very simple. Somehow we seem to have created grand problems to make life difficult and painful for that path from birth to the grave. Worse, we have dragged all other creatures along.
After that first bite, we just couldn't put that apple down. From "Great googly moogly, she's naked!" to " I believe a half million smackers should get my kid into U.S.C.".
That therapist asked, " Could you consider that you're more sentimental than she is?"
Cue the comic book light bulb over my head.
Heck, I'm more sentimental than everybody.