those with something to fall back on invariably fall back on it.
i don't quite have that...and i'm not sure if i ever really have.
but sometimes you're cutting your food and laughing and you think,
adventure is just one mistake away.
the decision i'm facing as of about 1 p.m. today isn't something i would consider an obvious mistake, actually, if i did decide to move again. the adventure, in this case, is that shot in the dark. the one or the other devoid of an in between. the in or out. the change or the same. or maybe the change will be the same?
the adventure, in this case, is not having anything significant to fall back on. all of life is a risk in some sense, decision made yourself after decision made. unforeseen decisions from surrounding sources aimed at you, capable of bringing you down while you are mobile and naive. so why not create more risks yourself. at least then you can certainly expect the possible what-might-be-coming-to-yous. i mean, you're the one who took it knowingly, right?

partner is an amazing partner. like the amazing where a bevy of butterflies inhabits my toes to my lips day after day still, after seeing him day after day. there has been nothing close to a repetitive day, and until about three months ago i had never took note of something like this happening. things can happen, life is life, but for now i really don't care because my comfort level has been at a constant high.