Part II: Happy?

I got off the phone a little while ago with Best Friend Mike.

I explained to him that Chris is saving up to get me high thread count sheets.

"You're happy," he said to me. Accusingly.

"You know, my mom accused me of the same thing the other day," I told him.

"Well, yeah," he responded. "You've never been happy."

When I confirmed that I am, indeed, rather happy, he stated: "You're happy. In a relationship. Things are not right with the world."

Except that things seem to be a-ok with the world. And that's swell.