You're both working really hard at this.

I want to leave this with you.

Ugh! This should not be my life.

Okay, I think maybe you should just talk to him first.

So, you think my vagina should be a war widow

should we have to, uh, present it that way.

You used to hate politics. I think I hate the word "hate."

"please help with this landslide in my head,

At this point, I think you just wait and see.

We were going to surprise everyone with it at the wedding,

Or is this whole thing with her an antler in my gut?

But, I mean, we made our choice and now we have to live with it.

Do you think Maya and I are going to make it through this?

but we really need to cut this to get you out of here, okay?

We just passed the condo that used to be the corner store I went to with my mom back in the day.

So, all this time, ever since you were demoted from captain, ever since you started losing, the three-year-old part of you has been desperate for your attention, screaming at you to stop losing, trying like hell to save your life.

I just wanted to say how pleased I was at how deftly we navigated this morning, especially while you were clearly having to negotiate the naive zeal of those yappy, impractical, bleeding-heart millennials at 19.