Besides Chris, we could take a tent and camp and we could use the rent money to fix the car if it broke down. I'd beg every mechanic on the way. I'm saying be realistic. I'm tired of being realistic. Always later, always later.
Nobody lives now.
And then they show the photographs to everyone at home and rant and rave about how great it was. But they didn't even notice the smell of the pine trees or the sound of the waterfall. They were too busy with their camera in front of their faces. I like our life together though. I like going for Chinese take out and walking in Stanley Park and meeting you for coffee downtown.