I like that in the middle of the day I will find myself giggling at some memory of him; something he did or said that is still just as funny. I like that he notices things about me that other people don’t.

You realize you actually want to be with people. You spent last night in decompressing so you’re ready to spread your wings and be a social butterfly. You text your friends and everyone is already busy. Sunday is a hot ticket social day. You can’t just wiggle your way into a brunch or meet someone for coffee.