It is getting late. My dinner of pita, hummus and olives from the market is making me sleepy. Or maybe it’s the delicious Israeli wine.
Anyways, the last few days have been amazing. And eye-opening.
I stare out the bay window of his apartment. The semi-circle chaise lounge fits snuggly into the corner space. An orange throw is draped over my outstretched legs, my computer perched, the keys patiently