Africa

I saw Oriana last night, and she reminded me that at the end of high school, we had both been convinced that the other would be the only person in the world with whom we could have a functional relationship for the rest of our lives.

We both chuckled at the thought and wondered why we had moved on since then.

The simple answer: we both now entertain romantic delusions of having a functional relationship with someone we love—but if the last four years are any indication, we are so, so deluded.

So once we've finally come to the realization that true love is flawed (something we seemed to know in high school but apparently have forgotten), we will raise children in Africa away from socialization of all kinds.

The only fairy tales allowed in our home will be the original Grimm ones.