She'll be here, she'll be here, she'll be here.

The one I fell in love with is coming to see me. You know when someone leaves and you still feel like they're around the house? I can feel her here, before she ever stepped in this city, in this country.
Four hours and seventeen minutes.
I finally shut down the program that has been helping me countdown the days until she came.
I watch TV trying to calm myself down. All the things I should have done haunt me, the work I couldn't finish, things out of place in the house make me uncomfortable for no reason. I couldn't work even if I wanted to. Every interview I see on this damned talk-show seems the same. All that everyone says is RACHEL.

How will it be?

Who the hell knows.

It's zero again, we're brave enough to do it and now we'll be brave enough to find out. Hold our breath, open our eyes and SEE. BE THERE.

Both at once.

I'm happy. I'm concerned that I won't be able to sleep too well and that will probably keep me from getting any sleep.

We've been wanting each other forever, this will only happen once. This first time, this first meeting, it's unique. That makes it special, whatever may come out of it. It'll be bright and special.