Girls are God's Most Complex Creation

As I lay quietly in semi nakedness and drunkenness, I can’t help but ponder the wonder of the Almighty Lord that is a woman.

Why are women so complex? In almost all of my encounters with them, I can’t help but be utterly perplexed by such complexities that they display. They, to me, are almost aliens. A completely different species that looks like human and speaks like human, but when it comes to their cerebral thoughts, I am at a complete loss. I can never comprehend the way they perceive the world or how their brains work.
But one thing remained true, and that is that I cannot live without them. And I adore them. No, maybe I idolize them. Lord Almighty, does your power not know any boundaries? How great is your glory that you can even conceive such a creature?
Forget about creating the women species. I won’t even mess with them when they’re already in their glorious, beautiful reincarnation. I tread them ever so carefully like a young, fragile handblown piece. But no matter how gentle I tread them, they still break.

Girls drive me nuts. They drive me absolutely nuts. They drive me insane. And insane, perhaps, both for their beauties and the way they look and precisely how they differ from me, and for the depth of complexities that they display. I can never, ever, understand them or the way they think.

And, sadly, looks like I am in love with one of them.