Sunday, June 7, 2015

Under the moon

I have the deepest affection for intellectual conversations. The ability to just sit and talk. About love, about life, about anything. To sit under the moon with all the time in the world, the full speed train that is our life slowing to a crawl. Bound by no obligations, barred by no human limitations. To speak without regret or fear of consequence. To talk for hours and about important things in life.