Rose
A strange thought today: are you watching Rose going through the same things we did? Even more strangely, have you, or will you experience watching her have the exact same thing we did with each other? And if so, what do you do? Do you share your sage words of experience, or do you let her come to the same, inevitable resoultion on her own?
Maybe sitting at the same fountain in Union Station.
That's fucking freaky. When did we get so old?