i'm not that scary

why oh why do i do this to myself. i cried when it aired last year. i was prompted to go looking for it after dozing on the couch tonight, having dreamt about related matters. various versions of this scene have played out in my own storyline. to be fair, none of mine began with a secret service sweep. also, i'm nowhere near as irresistible as danny, nor is either party in my drama as vulnerable as cj managed to be here. but holy god, i get what she says about missing The Window. in my show, though, this exchange pretty much ends an entirely different way. so i feel achey in deep spots when i watch the way it should have gone. that's the power of good tv - it reaches inside and squeezes you where you're napping.