I’m out in Charlotte at a venue to see a live band with the (former) production coordinator, her husband, and their friends. I’m watching a small band play their hearts out hoping they’re making a dent in the attention span of the horny drunks in the audience. I want you here with me so badly right now. I want you at all of these things, my partner. I am having a real moment of animosity towards you for not being with me now. It’s just so hard to walk this path, having the fun, the hardships, and all the experiences without you by my side.  I know you had your pain and my words might even echo the thoughts and feelings you had back then, but when and if we can actually come together and once and for all become one, as I believe we were meant to be, we will be even.