So much for those delimiters.

This is me talking to myself, as if I’m talking to Cliff. You’ll be amused.

“I really only need three things: Attention, Affection, and an Ear. Now it isn’t that if I get these three things, everything will be sunshine and roses, but the absence of these three things spells disaster. I need attention, because I hate being ignored. I need affection, because we all need affection. And I need an ear, because, damn it, I need to be heard! Now, I already know what you’re going to say, so don’t even think it. I’m sure that if a girl gave me so much attention it drove me crazy, so much affection I didn’t know what to do with myself, and listened so much she ended up asking questions to the point where it drove me mad – I’d probably go crazy! So don’t even think it! …Oh wait, that was Paige.”

I swear, my interior monologue rules. Paige did slather me with attention, was affectionate, and listened so much she drove me crazy with questions. Though, that’s pushing it. I never fully felt like Paige and I connected intellectually. There was that gap there. So, maybe you could claim she didn’t “hear” me. Maybe.

Anyway, this amused me so much, I had to post it. Because it’s something I’d totally say to Cliff. And I know he’d try to refute any hypothesis dealing with what would possibly lead to a not-shitty relationship. Ha ha.