Confession No. 198
I had a dream about K. I think Z too.
Z wanted me to join them in Bali but they were with someone else.
I remember with K it was so easy to have conversations. I do miss hanging out.
I don’t think I could ever express how much sadness I feel about all of that ending. It really was some of the best years of my life. And now... sometimes it feels like nothing will compare to those times.













