I found this in my girlfriend’s bathroom. We’ve been looking at it for an hour now and still can’t figure out what it is.

And now, I sat in front of an empty building, understanding exactly why he had been so quick to send me the address.

I cried.

Not loudly.

Not dramatically.

Just quietly, in a way that felt like something inside me had shifted and settled into a place it had never been before.

But I didn’t go home.

Instead, I opened my phone.…continue reading …