I wanted you to be able to look back and reflect upon our intertwining, because you happen to me just as much as I happen to you.

This time, eight years ago, I laid beside you, contemplating life. Specifically, my life. And what was left of it. I was so young. Too...

I've read that seven is an age of exploration, self-critique and combative complaining. I'm here to report that in the case of one...