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i haven’t said enough about jack.

i’ve lived with jack since december the second. we haven’t shared a room, but we’ve lived in a cocoon of similarities. he and i are two people that know what this place is like. we understand it from our perspective and our perspectives are remarkably similar.

he’s a tall, thin person with nice features. he has hungarian in his roots and, for some reason, i see that when i look at him. his hair grows quickly and has turned more and more blond the longer it’s exposed to this ferocious sun. he doesn’t wear hats much and likes to loaf around the house in his free time wearing old t-shirts and baggy pants.

he likes to think about politics and economics and how the world works. we sit around on the roof of our building under a starry ceiling. we talk about things that most people aren’t interested in. we talk about why people aren’t interested in them and what we can do about it. we smile and laugh about the same things. we get frustrated by the same things.

we also have a child together: jota. we worry about how to best parent it. we groom it together ruffling his fur and picking out ticks and other odd animals. we sit around and talk about the dog with affection and obsession.

jack and i share the same island. we have walked together and taught together for the past few months. we understand the make-up of this island well. we share a unique situation.

of course we have our run-ins. in my experience, we all do. however, we don’t let these small grievances get in our way and i’ll forever cherish and remember the moments we’ve spent together.

the next month and change won’t be the same without seeing his face and drinking a cup of coffee with him every morning. i’ll be glad when he returns.