I'm restless.
Riding in the car, I clench and unclench my hands as I try to release some of the anticipation that has been building for days.
It's been four days since I first saw her picture.
Four. Solid. Days.
I haven't been able to sleep well for four days. Haven't been able to concentrate, and the summer heat isn't helping out either. My every thought is consumed by her. She even infiltrates my dreams.
Can you be obsessed with someone just from a picture? If you had asked me that a week ago, I would've laughed.
Women haven't been at the forefront of my mind in years. Since I lost my father five years ago, my only thought was keeping the business he'd built thriving. I wanted to make it bigger and better, to make him proud. He loved Sturm Corp and had built it from the ground up.
