If we're all dying (some of us are doing it faster) then being free vs. dying in captivity is the biggest must. Not being with the right person makes us feel captive and being with the right person makes you free.

Sketching out parallel lives gets all dada because the strokes are misguided by the what ifs described under the influence of captivity. Better renderings come with basking in what you have, not what you used to crave. Maybe that explains why just capturing thoughts for future reference works the same as thinking you just finished another chapter in a to be acclaimed work of art. It's the process, not the product that satisfies the attainment.

The absence of 25 and hootch moors the sloop only in a contrived way (do better with the letter on 25) when actually the way to keep moving is to move, moored boy. The 9s we used to aspire to be dressed to now better describes how cool this is. Twenty more of this would simply be enchanting.