Why I'm not where you are ...

I try not to remember the life that I didn’t want to lose but lost and have to remember

Sometimes you have to put your fears in order.

We tried so hard. We were always trying to help each other. But not because we were helpless. He needed to get things for me, just as I needed to get things for him. It gave us purpose. Sometimes I would ask him for something that I did not even want, just to let him get it for me. We spent our days trying to help each other help each other. I would get his slippers. He would make my tea. I would turn up the heat so he could turn up the air conditioner so I could turn up the heat.

Food is not just what we put in our mouths to fill up; it is culture and identity. Reason plays some role in our decisions about food, but it's rarely driving the car.

What is being awake if not interpreting our dreams, or dreaming if not interpreting our wake?

I never confused what I had with what I was.