So last night, H wanted me to spend the night at his place. I just couldn't do it on top of the fact, I wanted to go home.
I felt like staying at his place is like admitting this is all so beyond crazy and here's my further contribution to it. Let's stay at a place we shouldn't have ever rented because we have a perfectly good home.
So I went hom and was quite happy about it. Over slept this morning but whatever.
