"You sure this is what you want to do?"
"Positive."
"And what are you going to tell them?"
"What they need to know. What they need to hear."
Frustration. "You haven't told me all of that yet."
"No. I haven't."
"So you're just taking off to find this group of people - maybe half of them people you know - and when you get there, assuming they don't think you're crazy, you're going to tell them things you haven't even told me yet?"
"That's about the size of it."
"But... why???"
"Simple. For all I've accomplished over this past year, for all I've done, and for all I know now that I didn't know before, I've been without a purpose. I need these people. And, even though they don't know it yet, they need me."
"Doesn't sound very simple to me at all."
"Look. I'm sorry I can't explain this to you any more than I have, but I promise I'll come back to you as soon as I can. No matter what happens with these people, it's not gonna mean anything if you're not with me. Understand?"
A long silence.
"I'm trusting you on this one. But please hurry back. I miss you already."
"We'll see each other again soon. You know I'll be thinking of you."
"Is that supposed to tide me over until you get back? I can't read your mind."
Laughter. "I'll call you. Okay?"
"You better."
"I will. I love you."
"I love you too."
Click.
