It is 6:00am and I have already thought about you dozens of times. Early mornings are still a strange sensation to me. The city is still asleep as the people who serve the early risers begin their day. I wonder if I will be the first thing that crosses your mind as you open your eyes.
They say that when you hear hoofbeats you should think horses not zebras. The most logical answer is usually the right one. I’m already tired of asking questions.