I was lying on the raw earth, the hay stubs of the mowed field digging uncomfortably into my back and bum. He had collapsed on top of me, holding me tight. As I was gazing up at the millions of twinkling stars above me, I neither felt the hard stubs underneath me, nor the cool night air giving my exposed flesh goosebumps.
How to figure out who the hell you are
How to figure out who the hell you are
How to figure out who the hell you are
I was lying on the raw earth, the hay stubs of the mowed field digging uncomfortably into my back and bum. He had collapsed on top of me, holding me tight. As I was gazing up at the millions of twinkling stars above me, I neither felt the hard stubs underneath me, nor the cool night air giving my exposed flesh goosebumps.