Last weekend, a friend talked about her now ex-boyfriend. She talked about an evening when she came home with dreams. Dreams of a year abroad, traveling, eating, drinking, etc. Her passion and fervor engulfed the room. Then with a single swoop, he exclaimed, “What about our apartment? The rent? Money?”

And in that moment, she knew that he wasn’t quite right.

What do you do when you’re with someone who doesn’t have shared dreams. That your dreams must melt into a mess in sorrow.

In the last year, in trying to figure out my own project, I have read a lot of new authors. In many of them, they have a supportive partner. A partner that says, “You can do what you need to do.” I read about Ang Lee and how his wife encouraged him tirelessly. Because why have an unhappy rich partner when you can have a happy poor partner?

I don’t know if I will succeed, but I am glad that I am trying.