My Dear Neti Pot,
I'm torn. I feel as if our first date went well and yet, I'm not entirely convinced that we should continue to see each other. Yes, we fumbled around a bit at the beginning, but I was expecting awkwardness. All new encounters are accompanied by shy smiles and a lack of confidence in where to place one's hands. Ours was no different. We haven't yet "hit our groove" so to speak, but I have no doubts that we could in the future. No, dear Neti Pot, it is not embarrasment that could potentially keep me away. Nor is it a lack of caring. Your caress was welcome; quiet and soothing. You let me feel like I was in control. You made me feel powerful, like I was the one steering the ship. I don't know, dear Neti, it's so hard to find the words. It's so hard for me to tell if I feel the way I do because of you or because that's the progression of things, you know? It may seem harsh, but I have to ask the "is it worth it?" questions. Perhaps when I am no longer under the weather, we'll take a spin together and see how it goes. I'll give you a call.
Have any of you tried a neti pot? Success? Failure? If you can't tell, my vote is still out.