I’m a very big believer in past lives. I believe energies are neither created nor destroyed, but transferred at the end of ones life to a new life, however long it may take. My twin brother and I are these energies. What I’d do without him I cannot say. All I know is that he knows ME. To think that one day one of us must die first is maddening. People talk about loosing a spouse, but think about losing you’re twin; literally the other half of you since day one. Maddening, yes? He is everything I’m not and it works vice versa. It’s an insane mirror of life. He’s relaxed and I am uptight. I am a book worm and he an artist. But none of that really matters because no matter how alike or different we are he’s my best friend. My closest confidant till the end of days. This picture sums him up to me. A gentleman that I am proud to say is a part of me. And I don’t think anyone will EVER, not even the man I marry, will understand our connection and frankly my husband will never be as close to me as he is. But who cares because the world thinks we’re already crazy…In Short. He’s a pretty Cool Cat.