Each of us is born into a lonely quest. Young and old, rich and poor, from mighty king to lowly beggar, our lives are marked by the trails of our ceaseless yearnings, like maps to treasure we never find.
For some, it is Love, that blissful release from earthly cares, adrift in the arms of that one special someone. For others, it is Knowledge, the skeleton key that unlocks every mystery and lays bare the soul of Truth.
… and then, if you’re this bozo, you just want a conditioner that tames split ends.
We may need to break out the hot-oil treatment, Tina W.