Well hello there beautiful,
I really love hanging out with you. There is just so much light beaming out from every pore of your being. More than you can begin to imagine.
Don’t worry about it though. I wouldn’t even think about it if I were you.
It’s just the way it is. And there’s nothing you have to do to make it be so.
You’re a magical, kooky, smoking hot, dream weaver.
And now that you know, you may proceed with your day.