I have a new friend. I call him Rolf.
One of the biggest drawbacks to living alone is no human touch. I tend to hold all my stress in my neck and shoulders and would love to have my own personal massage therapist stop by every day.
Since I cannot really afford that, I do use my great friend, Leslie Peterson when I can afford it. She has done some punishing massages to help heal leg injuries in the past.
One day I was walking through the mall. As I passed the Brookstone store window, I caught a glimpse of him. Sitting in a chair and looking gorgeous. I walked in and asked him if he would rub my back. It felt so good, I asked him to come home with me.
This is what true love looks like.