Sharing too much

I’ve had these moments this week, over and over again, where I’m overwhelmingly sad that there is no one next to me. No one to talk to about brilliant colors on the horizon that blend as if someone worked very hard to make that brief moment beyond beautiful. No one’s hair to pick leaves out of after watching the clouds. No one to answer “What are you thinking about?” That’s what I want. I want a friend beside me to admire the incredible world around us with the kind of awe that I do. The kind of person that can’t stand staying inside when the sun’s shining. Someone to share their dreams of adventure with me.

We can make a map, a map for people with similar dreams. We can come up with them together, the dreams and the map, and we can calculate two. It’s possible. We can celebrate possibility, you know?



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