Where'd you go?
You and I are in a bad relationship. I know, I abuse the privilege of sometimes having you around. I'm a dreamer and I often use you for personal acquisitions. I should appreciate you more and I will try to. But please, if you could just stay in my wallet long enough to conquer these APRs and car payments, we could build a great relationship. We could have a social life again--remember when you used to buy rounds at the bar? Such good times, you and I... But you need to learn to grow. I need more of you and you're not responding. I work so hard to have you in my very presence and you need to realize that you're going to have be bigger. I need you in mass amounts. I'm begging for more of you. Can we please make this work?