Me: I just got home. I wanna get drunk. I hated today. It dragged on.
Him: You ok lover?
Me: Just lots of terrible people at work today.
Him: Oh, I’m sorry baby. But you survived it. And I’m glad you did. I love you.
Me: But I have to return to that atmosphere again and again. And be expected to keep surviving. I love you too.
Him: You’ll be okay.
Me: You can’t promise that.
Him: I can try. I hope you’ll be ok, then. I’ll pray for that and that you have a better day at work next.
Me: Well now…how can I argue with that? Thank you my love.