2019-12-08 - Nothing Left Behind

(TXT to Grant) Sparrow: You get out okay, beautiful? 🌈 🌩️

(TXT to Sparrow) Grant: Shit I got you. How's that short of anything but amazing? ❤‍🧡‍💛‍💚‍💙‍💜

(TXT to Sparrow) Grant: R U OK?

(TXT to Grant) Sparrow: Yeah. Kinda am.

(TXT to Grant) Sparrow: First time I've come out of any of that feeling badass.

(TXT to Grant) Sparrow: Like I had some kinda control.

(TXT to Grant) Sparrow: But.

(TXT to Grant) Sparrow: Worried bout leaving you alone. After. Late. Sorry, darling.

(TXT to Grant) Sparrow: You know the others?

(TXT to Sparrow) Grant: Awww

(TXT to Sparrow) Grant: I'm home. Greggo's inside. Daisy is under my butt somewhere I think.

(TXT to Grant) Sparrow: If you can't tell anymore? Should prolly get up and make sure she's still breathing 😛

(TXT to Sparrow) Grant: Uhhh Kailey and Kass I've met before. The other guy I used to see busking the boardwalk. I didn't know he paints. Aidan. I think.

(TXT to Sparrow) Grant: Lol I'm on the roof of the trailer. Came up here to think. It looks like it worked. You think it means something? That Dragon okay?

(TXT to Grant) Sparrow: Redhead and I keep some similar company. And the one with the pretty arms was at karaoke? But I dunno names.

(TXT to Grant) Sparrow: Shit, I dunno.

(TXT to Grant) Sparrow: I don't know if any of these mean anything.

(TXT to Grant) Sparrow: Some seem so heavy and intimate, and others... it's just like being caught in a tide that has nothing to do with me.

(TXT to Grant) Sparrow: But I'd bet the dragon's fine. Guarding the castle gates.

(TXT to Sparrow) Grant: I hope so. I gave him a sword and shield in case. Kinda did us a favor.

(TXT to Sparrow) Grant: I keep wondering if this is some crazy continuous dream interrupted by other dreams and really we are just having the best nap ever somewhere to think up such amazing things.

(TXT to Grant) Sparrow: If we're still sleeping, we should do something crazy with our time.

(TXT to Sparrow) Grant: You know nothing would make me happier than going with you to shop for all your people for the holiday

(TXT to Sparrow) Grant: Also I need a favor.

(TXT to Grant) Sparrow: I'd like that too ❤️

(TXT to Grant) Sparrow: Whatcha need, beautiful?

(TXT to Sparrow) Grant: a ride to the grocery store. Was gonna make a challa for this Shabbos a friend is holding. Also I feel weird leaving my painting. like if it gets damaged or hidden? Is it the same as being erased by a soap storm?

(TXT to Sparrow) Grant: I feel like it wants to exist like a dandelion in the concrete.

(TXT to Grant) Sparrow: Baxy. You know art's ephemeral. Never lasts. But if this one's gotta fight urban encroachment, maybe we hang it up somewhere?

(TXT to Grant) Sparrow: And yeah, I can be by in a bit.

(TXT to Sparrow) Grant: Best dream wifey ever ❤‍🧡‍💛‍💚‍💙‍💜 🐺

(TXT to Grant) Sparrow: Figure I'll at least get a new ring outta it 😉 💍