We are starting to worry about you.
We are starting to worry about you. We think you should be dating again, get out there, play the field, or at least visit the field, admire the smooth flat surface of possibilities, admit that there is a field, that you have arms and legs and a vested interest in who wins this game, that you like sports — or at least you once did. We are starting to wonder if maybe you are not sure which team to play for. We are starting to wonder if maybe you don't understand our sports metaphors, or if they are insulting to all involved.