From My Green Chair

He watches random shows with horrible acting...about the end of the world.

I turn my head and give him a weird look.

He changes the channel.

Two seconds later, he is watching the weird end of the world show again.

I turn and look at him and raise my eyebrows...he raises his. 

We have just bonded. 

It is weird....but so are we.  We have inside jokes, that really mean nothing, but make up feel close in crowded room...or even in an empty one.  Tonight, I am content with my love.  He is so different from me, and is exactly what I need.