[(in reference to)on the road -  jack kerouac]

I want someone who will be the Dean to my Carlo. Or maybe the Carlo to my Dean. We’d probably be a little bit of both, with some Sal thrown in too. Either way that’s  how we would be. We would stay up all night sitting on a bed, facing each other, and talk and talk until the sun came up. We’d talk about everything, particularly big, important things. We’d have so many ideas. And we’d talk so fast to make sure we wouldn’t forget the ideas before we said them. And we’d understand each other so well. We would travel, go on crazy journeys, one unexpected turn leading to the next. It would be crazy and confusing, but amazing at the same time.