As I sit here at 2:55 am listening to Neither One of Us by Gladys, I can remember our first date it was a Sat'day. It was so original. Nothing fancy, just a movie and dessert after. That was three years ago and neither one of us could imagine being where we are today. You are my best friend... I can honestly say that no one has impacted my life quite like you have. You came in, cleaned up shop, cleaned me up, cleaned up my act, made me a better me and resumed residency in my heart. You accepted me without apologies. You didn't need too many complex explanations, nor did you seek them. You just wanted me. I think that's the hardest thing for me to see. After break-up number 2, I knew that we were threw. I was wrong. We both picked up the pieces of what we could and tried to move on. We exuded the characteristics of the perfect relationship - both happy and madly in love. A love that was mended. We both were hurting, but we found it was convenient to go on hurting and pret...
You enter a room and the people end their tasks and instantly gaze at you! They rush over to you anxiously anticipating what you're going to say. Your conversation and mannerisms are well polished with the very best of what the American educational system has to offer. The content of your conversation flows over a large array of topics and interests. Your dialect reeks of Southern persuasion. Your skin bleeds all shades of brown. You keep them coming back. You have just created "The Experience".