It’s past 2 o’clock and I’m still wide awake. I don’t know if I’m supposed to blame the cup of coffee I drank this afternoon or you who keep on going around my mind.. or just myself. I might see you later, you see. Thanks to that I’m quite restless tonight. It’s been three weeks since I last saw you. Imagine? There’s no single day that I didn’t think of you. I don’t know myself how you’re actually doing that.