Maybe I used to fantasize about imprinting.

Before I sat down and realized the ethical issues with imprinting, I imagined what it might've felt like, what he might've looked like.

I guess I had this stock image of some Native guy with washboard abs and nice teeth and kind eyes. Or maybe some cool white skater guy with long hair and a beard. I dunno, that was just kind of the best thing I could come up with.

Before then, the only person I had ever been in love with was Sam.

Sometimes I kept dreaming about Sam.

I'm still trying to figure out how this happened