I just got two emails in a row from my mom, and she totally signed off on the second message with "love you again, Mom." At first I thought it was cute, but then I thought about what the word "again" means when it follows "love you." Like, I've always thought that my mom's love was like a permanent thing, not this occasional event that happens when (and only when) she's feeling generous. Everyone, my mom threatens to withhold love, and that's why I'm emotionally needy. Ta-da!
(Apparently, these are the things you pick up on when you're writing an essay about historical materialism and you've been giving a lot of thought to the difference between structures and acts. I want structural love, not love-as-event.)
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