My connection with Treya continued to deepen, if that were possible. We were way, way, way“beyond physics” ! Love is a time-honored way to transcend the separate-self sense and leap into the sublime; Treya and I held hands, closed our eyes, and jumped.Looking back on it, we had these four pitifully short months to cement our relationship before cruel disaster would strike. The bond we formed in those few ecstatic months would have to last us through the ensuing five years of a nightmarish tour through medical hell. The ordeal was so grueling that eventually Treya and I both broke. Our love almost shattered, only to resurface and literally put us both back together.
In the meantime we were calling and writing our friends, who were kind and patient with two people who had obviously gone stark raving berserk. My friends took one look at Treya and had no trouble understanding why I was babbling and spitting up on myself. Treya’s friends, who had never seen her babble over anything, found the whole situation immensely enjoyable. I was uncharacteristically short-spoken; Treya uncharacteristically long-winded.