Just to say

There’s the prospect of entering a new sort of life coupled with altering so much more; even if the little things don't add up to mountain summits, it’s enough to crush you-- but what other options are there? Mediocrity.

I look at the 13 floors below and think of birds breaking the water’s horizon, effortlessly pulling fish to the chocking sea air.

It would be so much worse without you. Como te amo…