“My greatest nightmare is realizing I hadn’t reviewed for the day’s final exam,” I shared with Jaycelle along with a dream I had last night.
“I remember in college arriving at class with a minute left in the period,” I said proudly.
“I remember cutting classes because I was a minute late. All or nothing at all,” Jaycelle said proudly.
Anecdotes that tell opposing values yet cement our togetherness.
Our conversation branched out into a timeline somewhere in 2007 when we were becoming friends and lovers.