When I wake at 10 I'm pleasantly surprised. Not exhausted. Figured I would sleep in past noon. This is good. I get up and take a piss. When I make it to the living room I feel like the flat feels too light. Cassandra is no longer here. I miss her now and wish she never left. But that would've meant I needed to stay awake earlier.
How tired I had been then. I still can't believe how energized I feel now. I could run a marathon I feel. Or at least could begin one. I'd probably lose stamina half way in. Having energy isn't the same as having
stamina
.
Twenty minutes later I'm outside walking and texting. Seeing who might be down to hang out. I'd really like to hang out with Cassandra. But I don't know how to initiate that. The only times we allow ourselves to see each other is after a long night. Or if we run into each other at a party. We never make plans to see each other. I don't know why it's like that. Some
relationships
work better that way.
The plan for tonight will be to find out what party Cassandra will be at. And then act like I'm unaware of that fact and get invited to it. Then maybe we'll end up in the same bed yet again.
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