Insomnia
Arriving home, I thought for a long time about the day spent. Going to bed, I thought about the finale of the evening, what did he want to say? The fact that he likes me, or hugged me to just shut up ?! But it seemed to me that these hugs were sincere. Almost all night I tried to find any reasons not to fall in love, but I did not succeed! In the morning I didn’t want to eat anything, it was like butterflies flying in my stomach at the thought of him. For breakfast, I got off with two sandwiches and a cup of black coffee...