I'm nervous like a teenager about to embark on their first date.
It's ridiculous but also funny, hah. I called the hotel, got the answering service. It's 2am for him so he's probably snoozing. I feel like the past is about to catch up with me - in a good way, that is - in form of this person whom I've loved to death since I was 13 and who has loved
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