Roy royhuggins hurt his leg somethin' awful a couple of days ago, so tonight I made soup and brought it over to his place. It turns out that transporting a large amount of hot soup several miles by bicycle is kind of tricky. It requires balance. Kind of like, say, coming up with activities and conversations that both your boyfriend and your boyfriend's five-year-old can enjoy. Or training for a marathon while still trying to have a social life. Or integrating two legacy software systems. Or working with people in time zones three hours apart. Or figuring out what to do with the next five years.
Hope I don't lose it.