Well, when I burst into the room after having literally sprinted down the hallway to get to him as soon as humanly possible, I found him sound asleep half inside/ half on top the vintage leather duffle bag, which happens to be the smallest bag that I brought. So I guess I have to officially accept that I love him more than he loves me... which I’ve always suspected anyways. Or also his reaction might more have to do with the fact that he is the ultimate chill zen master and I am the ultimate neurotic overthinking anxiety riddled nutcase. So then I guess it’s more of an opposites attract sort of situation, which probably means we love each other the same. Ok cool, glad I just spent the last 12 solid hours letting guilt and worry gnaw away at my psyche. 😎✌🏾❤️🎭🤗🧸💗🐾✨ #CARLOS #chillpom #momsareweird (at Downtown Palm Springs) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bq05vJ7jbVK/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=c3bapnj0ew7
