5 am, day 34 I now regret the coffee. Thankfully Kosha is a vampire music producer and got off work at 4 am, called back and we gabbed and gabbed so I was distracted from the palpitations I missed talking like that so much A fellow emo chatterbox Plus he's been in therapy toooo Active listening 😠All my friends I could talk to in that way moved abroad and eventually fell out of touch It feels like a miracle that he's back in Cairo and 5 minutes away Back in the day we met through a dating app and very quickly discovered we had no attraction to each other We have very similar personalities, too similar But we just as instantly fell in like with each other and we'd regularly hang out and share a J Then my mama got sick and he moved away to the gulf And then the plague We talked about everything that happened over the past 3 years Mama dying, me nearly being kidnapped in California, him getting married and divorced His therapist, my therapist Being stuck here, being broke All of our friends drowning and the unspoken rule that we can't talk about anything too serious We both wanted to cry ...still do I can't cry I'm going to stay up and wait for the free consultation call from Australia since my heart is flamenco dancing anyway Must not cry at stranger |