Every time the wind blows I think of her. I wonder if I could generate electricity off my yearning. Maybe a mind wind farm of some kind. Hopefully I could provide enough power for all the lonely people in my bathtub to stay warm.
I watched the sunset from the comfort of my bathtub, which has a clear bottom so I had an unobstructed view.
Have you ever heard a blindfolded octopus unwrap a cellophane-covered bathtub?