Anyway, name is James Farris. Nice to meet you dear reader of my conscious. At least, that's what I imagine. I always feel as if someone is able to pe...r into the depths of my mind. Nonetheless, it's a welcome thought. Keeps me from feeling lonely. Anywho, back to now.It appears I am late again. Nothing new, I have quite the terrible habit of sleeping in and showing up two hours late to my classes. The good news is that hey, it's my senior year. Just gotta escape the next two weeks and I'm. I'm waiting in the coffee shop when you arrive. You recognize me from the images that you've seen and come over. I'm very pleasantly surprised: you're even better looking in person than I'd expected, an Asian goddess come to life. We sit for a while and chat, talking a little awkwardly at first, and then we go into the restaurant where I let you order for us. The food comes and, although it's undoubtedly delicious, I don't really taste a thing since I'm so taken with your good looks and what. She smiled as she remembered solstices long ago. She was young. She was beautiful. She was eager to perform the rites needed to ensure the light would return; the crops would grow; the livestock would multiply. Now she was old. No longer would she return from the solstice night carrying a merry-begot child within her womb. No, that road was closed long ago. And good that it was. The clan needed her now, not for any children she might bear, but for her wisdom, her skills. She knew what her role. ’ Finally she called me in for dinner. When it was done she apologized for the unkind remark. I could see her eyes were swollen and red. She had talked to a counselor at a Vet Center and had told her about how our life had gone to hell. She knew as soon as the words left her lips that they were wrong. She missed the closeness we had and wanted it back. She only wants me and she will take what I can offer. I told her I accepted her apology but if she ever followed through with any sort of idea.