The Honey Pot

me: bromotion? manlyfection?

Jules:  I was going to ask if you had a chat group I wasn’t aware of.

me:  I’m trying to name our game. and by ‘game’ I mean- how I interact with the world

Jules: hahahahaha. I like bromotion

Jules: let’s not go to the moon by donkey. that is a really long trip and there might not be wifi

me: but if I love you (or anyone) in the normal traveling to the moon ways, that’s at most, a few days and that is unacceptable

Jules: well, maybe it could be like a mini-vacation to the moon

me: I am going to travel and love how I want <3

Jules: yeah, that’s a good plan. I support you in your travel and love. I don’t want to travel anywhere by donkey in all honesty.
it’s okay that we travel differently, that’s one of the ways we know we’re not the same person. <3

me: You might be focusing on the wrong part- but you focus how you want!

Jules: hahahaha. yeah, I think I got distracted by the image of donkey space travel, I don’t know why?

me: fine, snails

Jules: hahahahahahaha

me: the point was- ~FOREVER LOVE~, Jules. I just wanted some pack animals that can help in treacherous terrain

Jules: you can travel to the moon (or anywhere) in whatever way you like, Jennifer. I think that’s great. I don’t plan to go to the moon, I don’t think.
forever love is something I like to do from my every location.

me: …how’s the weather

~~later~~
me: I can’t hear you from my donkey
Jules: I feel like that might complicate some of the eternal love-filled relationships
me: I can’t hear you over the LOVING YOU FOREVER
Jules: hahahaha how loud is that?
me: it’s as loud as to Pluto and back!