Heather,
I would have slept all the way through the night, had it not been for a certain phone call that I nearly missed because I was already so heavily sleeping. I determined that my phone was ringing and only that, failing to take notice of the distinct ring tone it was doing. Groggily, I answered and I was greeted by that familiar voice that brings butterflies to my stomach, even when I am incoherent. Last night was the best I've had in a long time. After our little escapade, it became nearly impossible to sleep. A kind of insomnia, that kind I haven't felt in a while.
I had come to some conclusions during the past couple of weeks, when I was so angry and upset. I realized what I wanted, what I needed, what I should be doing and what I shouldn't. All of those conclusions came together last night, laying in bed thinking about what had just happened. Came together to tell me something I've known all along.
Today will be a good day. My friends will say I'm ridiculous. But we both know I am. My friends will say I'm crazy and stupid. Both facts that aren't news to us. But deep down inside, my friends will be damn happy to have me back to normal. Hell, I am.
I love you.
and I love how you ask me what I said, even though you know what I said, just because you like to hear it.
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