Ain't no sin to be glad you're alive

I bet you thought my superbowl posting was going to be about Bruce. Would you share with me what you whisper to your lover during sex? What you tell your priest in confession? Do I ask you the balance in your checking account? There are moments veiled by darkness, iron screens, the series of tubes we call the internet, which give the us we know a giddy privacy. Intimacy is key to the relationship you have with yourself! So keep what you felt between you. I’ll keep what I felt between me. We’ll plug it into our hearts like a nightlight. You’ll see its glow from far away like a lantern inside a tent.

(Psssst. Psssst. I think I know what it was. I think it was…shhhhh…joy...shhhhh)