I often miss our days of being morning radio DJs. There was something pure about sharing songs we liked and funny stories with commuters.

I'm proud of you for figuring out when and how to say that. Some of us still have no idea.

...What? No, not me. I'm totally okay. Why do you ask? Sorry, lemme do this one thing and we can talk. But I'm good, thanks.

I'd chalk it up to excellent mothering. 😘

That's more than I got outta them. 🥲

As much as I'd like to take things off your hands, I feel like my presence would be akin to throwing water on a grease fire...

That's a Texas-sized 10-4, good buddy.

How sharper than a serpent’s tooth it is
To have a thankless child.—Away, away!

Haha, that's like me on Benadryl.

Yeah, flirting is weird, so maybe it's just that? :P

I find no issues with this affirmation. It is absolutely correct about you -- regardless of whether or not you feel it at the present moment.

…Or maybe midgets.

Me. My life. Every moment we’re together. And I can only hope I’m doing the same for you.

Yes, but home-ownership means responsibility and adulting and long-term "figuring it out". Couch-surfing means ADHD "where am I sleeping tonight?" and that's about it.