We were driving to the train station and I asked what about plans for the next weekend, forgetting to mention the airline ticket I booked to London. And I was leisurely told that Saturday would be fine. Maybe. Now, I have to employ my best educated guess to figure it out. Of course, I'll be smarter by Friday, however let me bet Saturday will be fine.
Meaning, I will happily come over to keep company to a great guy who enjoys music, cartoons, cycling and trains. And hanging out. And who's funny and tireless.
London will be rainy by then anyway and fresh air of a rural town is far healthier than the big smoke. Plus the priorities are clear.
So much for the plans.
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