Flying to Rome

On the plane on the way to Rome (Frankfurt), whatever... and writing in the darkness. I can't sleep can't sleep even though it is Tuesday night and I've only slept three hours since Sunday...

Anyway, I feel this insane stressed clenching in my chest and I keep thinking about how B won't be here next year and how I need him so much and then dreams (or images) of graduation come and I picture the whole thing... Sitting there with choir and I am crying. And then I imagine all of the times hanging out in his room or talking for hours and how that is gone... And how KSing is gone and E-the-R is gone and Contessa is gone and PhysicsGuy is gone... I wonder what I'll do...

God, it's hot in here and I don't want to sleep and I don't want to think...

Ponziano Loverini
Gandino Bergamo