In our mild-mannered way,
Sarah and I lead
an extreme lifestyle. Not because we rode Seattle's
new ferris wheel (although Sarah
did find it frankly
terrifying). No, what I
mean by extreme is we'll go three
months
where we spend practically every second
of every day together, then the next six we
spend mostly apart. It's enough to give one vertigo.
The wheel goes
up, teeters
at the
top, lets you down, around
and around.