Drowning myself in a cocktail of high quality Netflix series, that’s how I’ve been dealing with your absence.
I thought I was being quite the trooper, bravely counting down to the days until you’re back on the grid again. Only 20 days before we can see each other…. Only 12 days before we can text each other….
The first time I created a little rip in the time space continuum was when I was searching for a pair of earrings in my dream. I found those earrings thrice, each time with another pair and each time near some brown paper covers, just like my friend had predicted from his vision earlier in the evening, when I had been awake.