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There’s no rush Jeremiah.

Just know I’m here to talk about it. Whatever or whenever you want.

It’s okay.

I’m fine.

It’s keeping me awake, but it’s not bothering me as much as it once did.

Why’s that?

It’s the sunrises, I think.

And those I’ve sharedthem with.

Oh? Been flying with other people at dawn, have you?

No. Only one.

I don’t think you can speak of it as a plural then.

I can when the one meant more than all the rest added together.

Noah

Did you sleep better last night?

I did, thank you.

And now another day has passed until I get to see you.

Aw, are you counting?

Always.

Every day. Every hour. Every second.

…

See, that reads like a joke.

But I don’t think you’re joking.

I’m not.

Does thatscare you?

A little.

But mainly because I’m counting down too.

Well, if we’re both counting, maybe we could move our date up a bit?

Or perhaps even meet up twice? Really go to town.

It’s tempting…

Why do I sense a ‘but’ coming?

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