When I’m sad I usually go out, listen to music and walk around in town, not talking to anyone, oddly relaxing. When I can’t sleep I read, go downstairs and drink a glass of water, listen to Ludovico Einaudi (<3). I’ve had many best non romantic nights, after pride I spent 3 hours talking with a friend while sitting under the London eye, the Hamlet press night and the last night of Hamlet as well. the night we went to a concert and Amanda was there, so many so many so many. Okay, I always sleep without heating and the window wide open and so I sleep under two covers and that’s the dream, the comfiest thing ever. I think it was my girlfriend honestly ?? But I don’t really have secrets, I’m the least mysterious person you’ve ever seen.