For one run doesn’t keep us in shape, one “thank you” won’t last through cumulative efforts and one date can’t hold romance. We live in San Francisco. We’re in constant risk of earthquakes. Thus we are on a constant quest for…
We take turns to be alone. He bikes through the pines. I run with the fog. We start to remember the outline of who we are as individuals. It’s stabilizing.
Love them as though they are free people who could, if this stopped working, choose to leave.