Yep, sometimes you just need a break - from your work, your troubles, your own space even. Lucky me - I know just where to go. But a trip to Malibu, nice as it is, wouldn't mean as much without my dearest friend Gina. She knows me so well; she even sees inside me somewhat magically to the center. And I am myself with her.
She feeds me, pours the wine, lends an ear and a shoulder - and even somehow convinces me that I like dogs as well as cats. Hello, Bentley, my dear.