I keep opening vent out of habit, and just seeing the feed being completely empty and not being able to interact, is breaking my heart. Jamie is nothing! but another added on heartache.

Good morning, slightly preparing for today’s mountain of meetings and endless conversations.

Friday, November 8th: Coffee dates.

I prayed for thunder like a sinner begging for forgiveness. because once was already unlikely, but twice? — lightning never strikes the same place twice.

Early morning cafe visits and reminiscing.

My brows furrow. - “Sometimes you can feel alone in a room of people. and sometimes you're content all by yourself. I find that it often depends on how you view yourself.." I nod, my head finding his shoulder. maybe tomorrow I will be lonely, but I think for now, I have never felt further from it.