We have travelled far on our feet and as we have reconnected, she has told me about her adventures in finding me. It is quite a tale I would be happy to tell.
Scared of the high seas as I am, she fled the ships. She walked for miles alone, scavenging off old abandoned structures and the land as I have. Using her ability to sense my every move, she reasoned that I would circle back North East after heading all the way South West. She calls her ability her "Spouse Sense". I love her. From the dark fudge brown fuzz of her head down to the tips of her toes. She just so happened to find the road I was travelling and would not have caught up to me if I had not made that large stop in the city, which is where she first found me. She stalked me like that for a bit, which just goes to show how observant I am of my surroundings. Then there was our game, which she thought was a load of fun (I did not, I almost wet myself, it was terrifying) and then tackling me into a hug when I lost the game.
I am paraphrasing her journey obviously. I do not have enough space to go into detail like I do with my own endeavors.
As far as today goes, we, ahem, caught up. However, I could not allow us to get very far into "catching up" because if she were to take down my shirt, we would have a problem. I am writing this during the aftermath of pushing her away. Thinking about this rationally, I probably should not make any mouth contact with her for her own good. That is how regular viruses are transmitted and though we share every sickness together eventually, this is one I would rather not give her.
-G.G.
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