Tired and got a cold I think, but still on a high from last night/this morning. We met again in Syrenuse and went on the motorino to another out of the way but wonderful restaurant. I couldn't wait to see you even though I only left you this morning. I felt very close to you today.
As always, you ordered. Tagliata with salad and bread, fizzy red wine with peaches and ice. We were both very tactile, emotional and very close. Wonderful.
The restaurant had most beautiful views out over the Bay. After our steak we had a platter of cheese and salami. Best meal we've had, in every way. We both wanted to go home. Instead we went to scooter mans for coffee. Happy, content and hopeful, but very tired.
After work I went home to bed and slept until 1.30am. Then I went to meet you at the bar. It was quiet and we got closed around half past three. You brought wine, Grana, tuna and fruit. We stopped at the bakers and bought fresh bread still hot from the oven. I love going there at that time in the morning - the smell is incredible.
We came back here and ate what felt like a feast. You didn't stay as we were both tired and needed to sleep, but I was content with the knowledge that 'tomorrow is another one day'.
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