Day 294

Wednesday February 12, 2014

Flight booked.

Slept on a real mattress, not one made of foam. My back is grateful.

Breakfast was superb. Fresh fruit. Eggs, homemade bread, butter (omg butter), and bacon. Homer Simpson, drooling from my mouth, bacon.

I think I'm in love.

Except when I woke up and opened my eyes I remembered that I lost my phone the night before. I remember having it all the way up until in the car, the driver says it's not there.

It is.

I also remember that this day will end at 5am tomorrow when she leaves.

How am I supposed to deal?

I can only imagine how skinny I will be again. That is the one consolation.