What’s the point of getting sick, if there’s no one around to take care of you? Or, at least, to check in on you, and possibly bring some hot food for you… Sure, I get to take a break from going out into the world, but I hardly have the will to procure myself food when I’m healthy and well. Get me sick, and, though it is the time at which I most need quality nourishment, I hardly have the energy to get out of bed, let alone cook food to feed myself. I think this is what I want most out of a partner in life. I want someone who will take care of me in those times when I most need (or really want) to be taken care of. It isn’t all the time, but sometimes being held closely and having someone rub my back genuinely lovingly is the perfect remedy for any ailment.