when i think about

our future, me and joe's, i feel happier than i have ever been. like maybe after all this bullshit or as my therapist says (to soften the blow of it) my "amazing life story" i might actually end up where i always meant to be. i picture a house with the biggest yard and the brightest kitchen in maine. law school and sandwiches on the beach and studying in a library that feels like the forest. a life time of laughing with joe and jenckes. traveling. singing those songs. we will go everywhere. i will always feel safe because my home is his two hands.