Jack and I are cuddled up on the couch watching the fire. I don’t know how long we’ve been lying here but it’s been long enough to cause me to wonder.
I wonder what he’s thinking about right now. I wonder what he’s thinking about all the time honestly. He’s just so hard to read.
Maybe he’s able to just shut his brain off. I really wish I could do that but unfortunately my brain never stops going.
If I’m not thinking about something in the present I’m thinking of any and every embarrassing thing I’ve ever done in my life.
Like the time I got too drunk and ended up stripping down to my bra and underwear then yelling for everyone to jump in the pool but nobody else did. Me and Alex ended up having a huge fight about it.
Or the time I accidentally farted in the middle of quiet time i
