It’s been a lot of sleepless early mornings recently, after turning in to bed tight aided by the vibrating electricity of unspoken statement filling up the atmosphere.

Your keep hidden behind the smoking coffee cup and carry out an easy google look on morning meal dining table. «Good morning, honey», your say with a smile while scrolling through top 10 look hits. “4 in 10 Tinder people seem to be taken”. The throat tightens, spilling coffees over your windpipe and forcing a deep and big coughing. Fresh brew discusses the smartphone screen. Hot, dark fluid runs down your arm in abstract henna activities. Your Lover hands your a napkin, «Mornin’. You feelin’ alright?».

«Yes, of course», you address, double clicking your home switch and pressing the news headlines app quickly. Continue reading →