Yup.  It is unfair.  But sometimes it feels this way.

Having been on both teams I have to tell you that a night out with the fellas feels like you are out with Cookie Monster and The Count (conversation defined by what season of the year it is), and a night out with the girls is an emotional investment.

Both have their place, but I enjoy the depth and intensity of the team I play for now.  One always struck me as killing time while the other feels like another step in a journey.  I suppose the difference really is ships that collide in the night versus ships trying to aid each other in making it through the night.

When I Tire of Thinking

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