I don’t receive text messages very often and I’m okay with that. But on the occasions that I do receive one, I jump up in the air and click my heels, for it’s been confirmed: someone was thinking of me.
Let me share one I got today:
“[Name withheld] smells and it permeates my couch. I’ve known him almost a year and the smell is bad.”
I read this to myself and laughed aloud. Such simple statements communicating so fully! There’s a thesis, supporting evidence, and even a conclusion buried inside these two tiny sentences. My high school English teachers would be dizzy and impressed at writing such as this.
Then I jumped up in the air and clicked my heels, for it had been confirmed: someone was thinking of me.

are you effing kidding me?!
gimme your number. my old phone ate it.
everyone thinks about you. duh. especially the twins.
did you know we played at harrisonburg the other night?
I will text more often, get ready to increase you plan’s texting capability.
Angie:
I will send you my phone number right now.
I did know about the Harrisonburg show. I suspect you blew everyone’s wigs off.