Reality is only better than your dreams when you’re in love. It’s also a condition where your imagination overpowers your intellect. What the fuck? Her hair, my motorcycle, my bed, my heart. Open up my heart over the moat to let her in, just her, and for years, the gate was locked. Then, one silly day, you let one silly person, no different from another silly person, cross your silly bridge, through your silly gate, into your silly life.