Just before I fell asleep last night, an image floated through my head. There is a puzzle, a picture of a mountainous landscape. We might be pieces from the same puzzle. And we might even fit together, concave to convex. It isn't a perfect fit, but it could pass. But clear your tired eyes and you will see--we belong in different corners, not locked together. One of us is sky colored and one is earth and tree colored, and there are other pieces that will support your unique shape better than I ever could.