An excerpt from the day that I realized how I felt about AT:
I have fallen in love.
It’s the kind of love that grows slowly, that you resist a bit at first. It’s a little bit foreign – different from what you’re used to, so you aren’t quite sure you want to give in. You get a little frustrated. You keep feeling it out, because you are having trouble making up your mind. But then it hits you, all at once, when you aren’t expecting it. You realize that you can’t stay away. You can’t keep your mind off it.
That’s right: I love to tango.