Yellow

A bright sunny day with lots of bright yellow which reminds me of a story.  Way back when in the early days of our relationship Matt declared himself to be 87% in love with me.  And that was not even the first time that a guy had declared his love by percentage.  Both times I thought the weirdest part was that neither of them used a round number, like say 90.  They were both very specific.  This could happen to you if you date engineers.  Anyway after throwing out the number 87 Matt wanted to know what percentage I was in love with him.   As if...  So I told him that I didn't think like that and said that I was in love with him "yellow."  And then I refused to explain what that might mean.