I think I need to go offline for a while. Somewhere between blogging, scrolling, creating and constantly thinking about what comes next, I lost track of who I am when nobody’s watching. So I’m logging off a little and trying to find her again.
Apparently I'm a savage in my sleep. After my girlfriend asked for a little room in bed half-asleep me decided the correct response was "that sounds like a you problem." A very Canadian, very embarassing, middle-of-the-night relationship story.
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