I just want to sleep. Because she’s there. And everything makes more sense when I’m with her. Everyone else fades into the background. They sound a lot less loud. And we’re in the airport traveling far away. It’s a big airport with lots of elevators and stairs and even bridges. And we’ve got our tickets in our hands. We’re driving to the airport. We’ve got to go across town to get there. It’s the night before and we’re crammed into a tiny twin bed somewhere. It’s just us and we’re sneaking in somewhere. We’re 16 now. We haven’t met yet but we’re growing up together. Planning our escape. One day when we’re older we’re going to take a plane far away from here. From them. From the noise.