It’s times like these, wish I had a time machine, so I could re-experience what I did on June 19th… because it would really be something worth going back to. I guess since I can’t go back and you can’t read my mind, I guess…
It was a bit instinctual, to be honest. All of a sudden, I was typing those words out in an excited rush. “TAKE MY MONEY!”, I wrote in big bold letters and then hit the blue reply button, underneath. It was a cold November evening…
4:30 am. Wide awake and ready to get swallowed up by all of the motions. No buzzing on my phone or alarm clock that set my senses off and up and running. No. I was just laying there staring at the ceiling with all my…