Right after hitting send, I am back on my bike. Pumping it up a steep hill. Feeling on cloud nine. And scared as hell. I don’t check my email for hours, scared of seeing an empty inbox. Finally, hours later, I brave it. He’s replied. I’m right back on cloud nine. Ok. I put it......

It’s late December 2020. Almost immediately after writing that placeholder blog post (Date #27 Part 1), I am feeling the Christmas spirit of openness and sharing. I draft an email to Henry. In the email I explain how much energy he gives me when we’re in the same room. I tell him that once upon......