April 18, 2009
My friend and I commiserate on the phone. Even though we live thousands of miles apart, we’re so much alike, even down to the ruin our lives have become. We are both doing everything we can to keep our heads above water, and are exhausted from treading water so long with no land in sight. As I said to her, “It’s not just having a problem making ends meet. They hate each other and want nothing to do with each other. I can’t even get them in the same room.” We both wonder if we should have done things differently.