Ah, Darrel... she not only sounds lonely, she acts lonely and she looks lonely, but I can't help but think it's her own fault, the way she controls people. Honestly, I wish I could help... but I can't. I've tried... and I only wind up getting used. Just can't deal with that or with being manipulated and controlled. BIG triggers!
Luckily, I've got a bay window to my right that I can look out of and a small window right to my left that I can look out of and see pleasant sights.

My imagination has no problems with taking me away.
Thanks for responding, Darrel. It's good to know that we can still agree on some things.
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