Kane, my dear love. the lovely writer you are goodness.

Good morning, slightly preparing for today’s mountain of meetings and endless conversations.

What can I say that will enable you to understand the depth of my sorrow — even if I see you again, I will never see you again.

Anaïs Nin

Early morning cafe visits and reminiscing.

My brows furrow. - “Sometimes you can feel alone in a room of people. and sometimes you're content all by yourself. I find that it often depends on how you view yourself.." I nod, my head finding his shoulder. maybe tomorrow I will be lonely, but I think for now, I have never felt further from it.

I prayed for thunder like a sinner begging for forgiveness. because once was already unlikely, but twice? — lightning never strikes the same place twice.

Friday, November 8th: Coffee dates.