maybe I have to read every night before I go to bed.  maybe it’s Anne I’m probably reading.

maybe I smooch my pooch smack dab on her furry lips.

maybe I wake Mike up when he falls asleep on the couch because I miss him when he’s not awake.

maybe I sobbed uncontrollably for the entirety of Les Miz due to the fact that I hadn’t taken my medication for a week and I was a little more emotional than usual.

maybe I prefer white bread over wheat, but eat wheat anyways.

maybe I know every “Friends” episode by heart.