Okay, so the other day I was in an Uber and we can to a stoplight. My window was open and I looked to my right to a car that was blasting music. In the seat closest to me say this guy. I don’t know who he was but he looked so serious, minus the fact that he had a hanger on his head. We just sat there, for what felt like minutes, staring at each other. He reminded me of you. Not in the way he looks or anything, but the way he acted. Just casually sitting in a car, blasting music with his friends, with a hanger on his head. Somehow though, that guy brightened my day. I felt like he could be a superhero. His arch nemesis would be Mr.Wrinkle. Cause ya know when you don’t hang clothes how they get wrinkled? Anyways, before I saw him I just wasn’t feeling good but seeing that just made me laugh, like you do too. Cydney, you’re such an amazing person. I am so grateful that you’re in my life. You are so funny and you can make me smile even when I don’t want to. Thank you for everything you do, hangerman.