I am already at the airport. I'm just curious over one thing. One small thing. Why the hell am I still thinking about her? Why the bloody hell am I entertaining thoughts of us, together, in bed? Why on earth am I feeling so damn hollow? Is this normal? I don't remember ever feeling this way before.
It makes no sense. I think the lack of sleep is making me delusional and irrational. Definitely. I mean, it made me imagine Caterina going into the airport and buying a ticket. If that is not self-deception- what is?
It makes no sense. I think the lack of sleep is making me delusional and irrational. Definitely. I mean, it made me imagine Caterina going into the airport and buying a ticket. If that is not self-deception- what is?
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