I Love My Gwynnies.
My absolute truth. That every moment of my being has that shorthand. But what is that "absolute truth?" When I'm hungry, when I'm dirty, when I'm tired?
That I awake. Again. When there is no need. So that I love Gwyneth Paltrow, that is where I have more to say, to live... to love all. I can do nothing for Gwyneth but share the love that is Gwyneth to All. Sure, it's kinda corny, but... it works.
It always works.
That's love. If I knew her, I wouldn't love her as much.