We’ve been to many places, through a lot, in grandeur, out of luck;
open to feedback, resistant to change;
lately, resolved to protect energy, ours and others’;
in some past times, painfully;
at other past times, delightfully, joyfully.
You’ve grown-up by enduring life’s little despairs, including spilling
a drink while carrying a number of things in your arms that is
arguably too many, a roommate walking in the apartment with street shoes on immediately after you swept and mopped, and
double and triple-booking yourself,
setting us up for a hard – but educational at least, and potentially inspiring – decision
on where, and who with, do you want to spend your time; our time.
Nanami would say that we’ve grown up quite a bit.
Part of me feels that way, maybe all of me.
Growing up is a little bit sad.
I think it’s worthwhile to have an inner child; I think
we are capable of a lot with one of us being a child.
If you do what you say you will,
then I think I can be at ease.
Today, my answer is yes. Thanks for asking.
I’m sleepy.