Last night, out of nowhere, at the bar around 2:15 I somehow absolutely had to text this guy who I am semi-obsessed with. He lives in Ottawa. I am in Toronto.
Of course my friend, other C, said pretty much "this is the worst idea ever. Stop. Seriously." I paid no heed. A random stranger/angel (strangel?) came up and said "who are you texting? whatever it is, it can definitely wait until morning." And I put my phone away. Just like that. THANK YOU, guardian strangel!
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