My advice to you is to find someone in this life who makes it feel like a party.
If you can fall asleep each night feeling like you are having a slumber party with your best friend, you are lucky.
Last night Stephen and I made a poem before bed, alternating one word at a time.
Here is our collaboration:
Hugs are laughter from arms.
When two arms slide into the embrace, giggles commence.
Hugs beget love.
Love begets laughter.
The moral is hug often.