How Close We Were to Oblivion, 2013

My partner and I are in a time of rebuilding after a painful period of uncertainty, frustration, and heartbreak when we nearly ended our relationship.

The lowest point, our great depression, came in the form of an inflatable mattress - a desperate measure as we decided we couldn't bear to sleep next to each other.  The drone of the motor filling the mattress with air was deafening.  The ergonomic lumps were painful.  The faux velveteen pricked my skin.

But we were in love, and are still in love, and so we will repair.