On the Tail End of a Lull

I haven't written much lately.  For some reason, I'm basking in the glow of my marriage.  We're coming up on 11 years this Saturday and Kristine and I have become much closer in the last few months. 

Thankfully, closeness is mathematically infinite.  You can infinitely divide your physical and relational proximity by half and never quite complete the crash. 

I look forward to more half distances.

Love,

I. C.