I’m distracted by own cleavage today. Does that ever happen to anyone else?
This is why boys don’t (usually) have cleavage. We would be permanently distracted and banned from driving.
I have days like that. It is a combination of my mood and the shirt I am wearing. Sometimes I am just amazed at how nice the view is looking down. And I can’t help but believe that everyone I come into contact with that day feels the same way. :)