Listen, your memory may grow fuzzy, but I’ll still be here, the good times—’ ‘But I don’t want just the good times, Land. I want all the times. The shitty ones, the arguments, that annoying habit you had of always trying to make the next filling station and running out of petrol. Picking your nose, farting in bed. But more than that, I want the times that haven’t happened yet – the future. Our future! I
