Cleavage......

I woke up this morning thinking about cleavage....I do not know why this has happened. I mean, really? I quit worrying about that sort of thing more years ago than I can count. Then I thought....maybe I SHOULD be worried about it....do you think I should? Do you worry about it? What else do I need to be worried about I wonder. Maybe cleavage is a code word that should lead me down the Worry Path to something else. I wonder how you tap out cleavage in Morse Code, or what it looks like in Braille. If there is anybody out there that knows, please send me a message. I don't want to miss this worry opportunity. Tap tap...dot dot. I'm sure I need to know these things. I'm sorry if I have offended your sensibilities, but this is too bizarre not to pass along. Maybe I should rearrange the letters of CLEAVAGE to make another word and that's my answer. Or possibly I need to check my letters on my WWF games and see if I can make a Triple Word out of it with V or G being on a Triple Letter. You see, now I'm obsessing about cleavage. This is not normal. This is so abnormal I'm wondering whether or not to even publish this blog. What little credibility I have enjoyed is now lost. But how can I get help if I remain silent? I know you're sorry you read this. Forgive me; it won't happen again.