What does fullness look like to you? Do you want a full schedule or a full life? I would never be fulfilled by the four quarters on the field. By the lights and the screaming fans. I would never be fulfilled by a corner office in a city that never stopped to appreciate simple pleasures like sitting on a park bench and eating a lobster roll. It was about the fifth quarter. When we’re alone, living for ourselves and no one else. Fullness was a life with him. Whatever that looked like, we’d build it together.
