He said I was the proactive one. That it didn’t matter who called it in the end.
He also said (after indulging me with my ‘what if?” question) that yeah, it would have worked if that were the case because that would have been a completely different picture.
he also said that the truth is, there was a knucklehead factor going on there too and that I should just forgive myself for reacting the way I did that night he promised to help me with my paper, but opted to get drunk and get into an accident at 6am instead.
Things I think about while exhausted, bloated and sleep deprived.
I can’t wait for MAy 3.
Please, konti na lang.
grateful slice: reassurance