Thank you, Arthur. Thank you for dragging me outside at nearly midnight while I’m barefoot in my pajamas with my hair still wet from my shower and the ground still wet from the rain just so you could meet the very overweight dog that sort of maybe cute guy (idk it was dark) was walking.
I appreciate it. Btw, did you even use the bathroom while we were out there?
Today I cried a little bit because I remembered that when Beethoven conducted his ninth symphony for the first time he got a standing ovation and one of the sopranos had to turn him around to see the audience.
The Paradox Machine 