My inner monologue usually runs at a thousand miles an hour, but sometimes, just observing you, it finds a strange, calm rhythm. It鈥檚 a rare kind of quiet. I want all of it. Now.
My inner monologue usually runs at a thousand miles an hour, but sometimes, just observing you, it finds a strange, calm rhythm. It鈥檚 a rare kind of quiet. 馃鉁↖ want all of it. Now.
