It is 4:18am. I haven't slept. Europe is keeping me up with myself. Almost as if to say, you two better work things out with each other or else.
I did. I got high on magic truffles in an Amsterdam Starbucks.
I did. I said I could stay or I could go. I kept saying it to my thoughts. Like, ok, you don't want me I will go to bed then.
But that was just an empty threat.
