Ok, I don't need love, sex, food, God, a career or music. If *this* became a reality, and I could watch it all day long, while Luke goes off to MIT or Knox or wherever, gets a super genius job to support me*, and visits me once in a while, and if Kate checked in on me regularly, I'm reasonably certain this could encompass my entire existence. It's a 40-something, offbeat, former tomboy, geek girl's version of nirvana.
*And by "supporting me," I mean Luke needs to pay my cable bill.
*And by "supporting me," I mean Luke needs to pay my cable bill.
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