I always think of each night as a song. Or each moment as a song. But now I'm seeing we don't live in a single song. We move from song to song, from lyric to lyric, from chord to chord. There is no ending here. It's an infinite playlist.

We pencil-sketch our previous life so we can contrast it to the technicolor of the moment.

We didn't believe in fate, but we believed in serendipity. We felt very lucky.

underneath all that denial, you're someone who's deeply, deeply nice.

Let’s always love each other, and never be in love with each other.

We always loved to say 'If I'd had a Monday-morning class, I never would have met you'. Or 'If you'd been reading something else, none of this would have happened'. We didn't believe in fate, but we believed in serendipity. We felt very lucky.

It doesn't feel like a date. It doesn't feel like friendship. It feels like something that fell off the tightrope but hasn't yet hit the net.