5AM

Sunday 5AM and I'm awake. I've had an awful night, lots of crazy dreams in my head and I've been waken up all night. I went to the gym yesterday after like 3 weeks of absence and my legs hurt like hell.
I have no one beside me to wake up and share my misery, or maybe just shag for a while and then go back to sleep huging each other...
Glass of warm milk, that's what I need! My mom is away this weekend and will be leaving finally next thursday (yeah!). We had a nice time but three fucking weeks is just more than any warm blood man can take.