When I lived in British Columbia, Nathan was only a border away—a reminder of back to reality, we had these other Midwestern selves, survivors of high school and hijinks we had roots, dammit and inside jokes we made tee shirts out of.
He shines at cutting to the chase. Upfront about openness and great at advice, our hearts have often been in the best worst place, and he never lets me get away with not knowing what I’m really saying.
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