[have a Sam sitting on a dock down at the river, dangling his bare feet into the cool waters under the light of the moon. Leaning back on his hands, he stared up at the night sky, musing to himself]
Dean was actually up before me this morning, making waffles with a big ol' grin on his face. Which means either he got laid last night, or something in the cosmos got knocked loose.
Either way... I'm not sure I want to know.
I keep thinking about something Ryu said the other day... about how I should go out and look for love rather than let it fall in my lap. Sure, I always dreamed about having the white picket fence, a loving wife, and the two and half kids. But even here, where I have an actual place to call home, it seems just as impossible as it did when I was out on the road, living the hunter lifestyle.
There was Rose... but I don't remember any of that, so I don't think that really counts, even if we did live together. She seems to have disappeared into the nothingness that exists outside of Template...
I... I miss Jess.
[sighs, shaking his head] How Dad ever managed to not only marry Mom but have two sons is beyond me.