Arthur could be a wanderer at times, went off for a couple weeks on a journey of his own, picked things, drew things, just enjoyed the world around him. Well, on his journeys he met probably the most compatible woman for him. She was absolutely everything he needed, and didn’t know he needed, in a woman. She was adventurous, compassionate, organized, intelligent— she knew when to have fun and when to be serious. She wasn’t some brainwashed, pious good girl who did everything a good girl should do. She was her own person and she didn’t need a damn man to tell her when to shit and when to sneeze. He loved her so so much…. Being able to laugh, sing terribly, get into to trouble with a woman who genuinely understood him… it was like a breath of damn fresh air…