sitting in a saturn, sharing a smoke with annika. she speaks of love, of paranoia, of living in the moment, and of wonder. and i remember. i remember what it's like to be flooded with emotions and not know what it means. i remember the lifeforce of mystery and the needed deeper acknowledgment. i remember the love making and i remember the morning snuggles. i remember the cute messages and moments of solitary giddiness. i remember the fluid and imperceptable movement into dependability and com... read more