my stomach is growling and my eyes are burning, but my heart smiles and skips a few beats.

i sat down to quickly thank him for being so abundant with his support; he shows such selflessness. after, i decided to read his journal.

i'm floating around my apartment... my steps are a bit lighter. my eyes are a bit less leaky. my smile is a bit more heartfelt.

he is almost like a drug. heroin without the downside, maybe? ;)

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