Jan 25, 2006 14:16
During a conversation about the sad sad sad state of the world, I asked if being with me gave him hope. Meaning, of course, if his immense love and adoration (har har) for me could vanquish the mighty cynicism in his veins.
"Well," he said after a brief pause, "you do bring some sanity-" Interrupting himself, he looked at me and said, "Wow, that's fucked up."
And I just laughed and laughed, 'cause, really: ME, bringer of sanity. Who knew?