God has abandoned Heaven, disgusted by the corruption of government and humanity's cruelness. People are mistreating one another, abusing power and practically everyone's dying of AIDS. The only thing to do, according to the characters of the play, is to keep moving. There's no other option.
When I first read these two plays in college, I was dumbfounded by how something that revolved so deeply around religion, politics and gay culture could speak so personally to me. But the underlying theme - keep moving - made sense.
When Bobby and I first met, we immediately bonded over our desire to leave Florida. We both agreed that the heat was stifling, the bugs were monstrous and the landscape completely lacking.
Over the years we haven't always seen eye to eye on the specifics, like where we should move or what we would do once we got there, but one thing we've always shared is the desire to move forward. Keep moving.
We both crave simplicity and peace, to live a quiet life removed from the daily grind, a life that's full of good food, laughter, dogs and financial security.
But how do you get there when there's real life, with all its messiness and uncertainty, standing in the way?
We've begun searching the internet for old farmhouses in northern Ontario and we're also educating ourselves about the cost of purchasing land and building our own little cabin in the woods. In the last year we've moved to another country and purchased our first car together. We've weathered enough storms and are ready to take the next step and purchase a house together.