I'm indulging in mushy adolescent music (Jim Steinman, Journey) because I have been procrastinating too much and I will be working late.
And I keep checking the email in case he writes me. He knows who he is.
By the end of summer, maybe I'll be used to not talking to him every day, but I doubt it.
And I keep checking the email in case he writes me. He knows who he is.
By the end of summer, maybe I'll be used to not talking to him every day, but I doubt it.