Hi, I’m at the meeting point under a Stetson, where are you?
Today one of the loves of my life returned home. In her absence there was a J-shaped hole in my Universe.
Jetlag is a strange and greedy beast. It feeds on irregular sleep.
Upon waking…
"good evening, you’re in Australia, it’s Saturday, the 7th of August, it’s a quarter to six, and I’m suki."