I want you to want the same things as me. To have the longing in the pit of your stomach to bring the same enrichment into our lives no mater the hardship that comes along with it. I can’t force you to want it, but in the least I expect you to discuss it with me and have an understanding of what is going on inside. Without that I am left feeling lonely and empty, and almost in a state of grief. At the moment we are on different pages, but I fear you may be reading a different book.