When the mimeopad wasn’t working right the other day I mumbled under my breath “Oh, for the love of Pete!”
I had to smile at what I heard next:
“Wait, Ms. Gery… are you in love with Peter Pan?!”
I have no idea how their minds make these connections, but I haven’t been able to get this line out of my head since then… I find myself thinking constantly of the man some part of me will always love, in that place between sleep and awake.