Joy cometh in the morning

Because that’s when you wake up and realize that the goof you were Googling last night likes to dress up as Captain Spaulding for Halloween, and you like to dress up as Holly Golightly. That he dumped the woman he’s marrying twice to date you. That you could truly not have more disparaging views on politics (although he does have a good stance on a woman’s right to choose). And that the time you spent with him was NOT the happiest time of your life. So maybe Google isn’t the enemy – it’s the swift kick in the ass that you need to laugh it off and thank your lucky stars for dodging that bullet.

– Finch

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