the last 40 hours have gone roughly like this. spend day in meetings with boss, go to lunch with her, have her drop me at airport, and when i tell her i'm stuck for hours due to canceled flight have her tell me if she had known she would have taken me home and fed me dinner [not like that].
fly to wrong airport because it's the best option, rent a car, drive home, die on the couch, have a super vivid dream where said boss calls and says she misses me [which in that reality was, and would now be, awesome].
sleep half the day, get groceries so that i can, make paella for a friend's birthday gathering, spend a good evening with a lot of couples, feel very single, come home, wash paella pan, write this.
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