Once again I am awed by Sharanya Manivannan:

"Anyway, sometimes I think maybe I don't love you, I only love the way it feels to think I love you, so maybe that feeling should make love to me. And ever since I decided that I love mouths, their shapes and the shapes they make, I think that people's voices should make love to me. So should the city of Rio de Janeiro. And the Yangtze river and each of her tributaries."

Here's to hoping I survive the next 72 hours of Disabledapologiamendingwallthewoodpiletelephoneconversationbackgroundandfriezeskingleartwelthnight. Eeeeek.