"We made our beds and we lie in them, proud. Proud of our great mistakes."

Monday, before class, we grabbed dinner at the Eegees down the street. Walked into class, Eegees in hand, sit down and realize neither of us has any paper or anything to write with. This is our typical MO. When we moved to Oklahoma we showed up with a Tacoma full of shit, $200 and each other.... knowing not a soul within 800 miles. I can't help but laugh. I can't really even be mad. It's who we are. We have lived so fully in THIS moment together that the next moment has always seemed inconsequential. We do what we feel like doing, and little else. That makes me happy. When we are one, a team, not an individual, we flourish. As individuals, separate from each other, we wither and corrode into a distrustful pile of nonsensical garbage. The problem is, you can't be a team all the time. You can't latch on to one person and claim them as yourself. We must live independently of each other, in harmony. We have to make it work, meld, move when it isn't easy. When the road isn't paved or the bricks don't align. When my opinion's different and when he seems stubborn and unforgiving. We cannot only flourish in times of equal mind. Forever means forever, not just sometimes. How hard it is to know that. <3 K