You came in with the grace of a train wreck. It goes without saying – I was caught unprepared. You’d think after all these years, I’d be old enough to know better but you’d be surprised how tightly I can hold on to crazy ideas. I like the wreckage of impossible situations a little too much. I’m worried what you might think if I thought it loud enough for you to hear me. I’m sure – eventually – it will sort itself out. I’ll take a thousand tiny accidents over the best laid plans. I like knowing that none of this was supposed to happen because that makes it feel like right.