Being here with Dacen, doing this together, feels different than anything I’ve experienced before with anyone else and leaves me feeling untethered. I ignore the voice weaving through my muddled brain that whispers the truth to me, the reason this feels different. I just… I can’t. I shove the voice aside and focus on what’s right in front of me. Here goes nothing. I’m jumping into a rowboat headed upstream in choppy, uncharted waters, without a paddle or a life vest or even a fucking bucket to bail out if needed.
