Most of my friends were still in school trying to figure out their lives in a classroom.  Some were married, some even had babies.  Me?  At 22, I became the Vice President of International Marketing and Design for one of the top design firms in the nation.  At 22, I thought I’d have my life in order. 

He was always there.  Around every corner, around every shop, around every bus stop.  I remember seeing his dark eyes looking into mine.  Years would pass between us and his intense stare never faltered.  We would both age considerably, but nothing between us differed.  Timing was never our friend.  We could never get it right.  Push and pull, tug and release, we were never on the same track.  He would run and I would w