Obsessed

I once went on a date with “the guy who became obsessed with things”. The level of obsession he exuded when he talked about the things he became obsessed with was fascinating. There was a unique, melodic tone to the way he repeated “I became obSESSed with it,” like catchy lines in ads. The message was loud and clear — overwhelmingly authentic. I can hear it in my head, and I could repeat it to you if you were here. It wasn’t a match and we never met again. Yet, here I am writing about this guy who became obsessed with it. I can’t remember your name anymore, but I hope you’re doing well and still enjoying getting obsessed with things.