I try to imagine this scenario on Earth: ‘Hi Wilson, I’m Tim, and over there is my wife. We've dreamed about each other all our lives—even before we ever met in person.’ ‘Wow, Tim, that’s incredible. Want to talk about it?’ Tim shrugs. ‘Just did.’ And that’s it? The conversation ends? Men. And yet… isn’t it that simple? It doesn’t matter what others do or don’t have; this is what we have.
