"Come, wrestle with thy affections"...or with me, if that doesn't work
Want to hear a story?
There was a girl who wasn't feeling so well for her first performance today. She muddled through it, and did a decent job, but really just wanted to sleep. As she entered her dorm, she saw a vase of roses at the desk. She never got flowers, but she did like to see who was on a given day. As she approached the vase, she kind of squinted, thinking that the name on the card looked like hers. Lo and behold, it was hers! She giggled, as friends of hers walked by and tried to guess who they were from. She just figured they were just from her mother or father. But they weren't. And she smiled...and somehow felt a little better.