/me reaches to catch the falling PF but gets momentarily overcome by the heavenly scent of my spiffy new bib, thus letting Uncle Panty crash to the ground at my feet.

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.