Sinking into a leather chair in my favourite coffee house which closes tomorrow with a terrible headache listening to unnecessarily loud music talking to someone who keeps hitting on me drinking unsweetened tea legs warming up from the computer in my lap daydreaming about my wedding one day imagining what my house will look like praying my headache will go away thinking about a friend whom I haven't talked to in years wishing I could be someone else missing my boyfriend planning how I will love him tonight.