You woke up at 4:30 this morning, have been up all day, and are finally on your train back from Colorado, but you're sitting next to a man who admitted going to prison. You said you don't think you can sleep next to him, and unfortunately can't move seats. I'm anxious for you and feel exhausted just thinking about it. This is how I know I love you so much, my feelings are starting to reflect yours.
Love,
Fox
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