So up early today. Laying in bed just doing some thinking. And I’ve been thinking how lucky I’ve been of late.
A few months back I met a girl briefly who happens to live 15 hours away. Within a few days of knowing each other we were both committed to a crazy distance relationship.
In the time since I’ve met her she’s become a constant touchstone and sounding board for me. Despite the space between she makes the effort to feel close. She grounds me when necessary, nudges me when needed, and occasionally slaps some sense into me.
Being a writer is a lonely occupation. It requires you to depart from the universe that everyone else exists in and go play in your own make believe world. It’s been a lot easier with you in my life, Lauren.