One hour is never enough, even when you go over by a few minutes. Now I have to wait another week before I see you and that makes me sad. I don’t like it when you say I’m fine and normal. I feel like “fine” and “normal” threaten my claim to one hour of your time and attention. You say it’s up to me when we end, that you won’t terminate me. I believe you, but I’m scared “fine” and “normal” will somehow sabotage that. Is it ****ed up that I’d rather not be fine and normal so that I could keep you in my life? I feel a lot of things tonight. I want to see you in person soon—surely given how things are, it has to be soon. Please?