Elliot
The flight to Zanzibar was unremarkable, but mostly because I slept most of the eighteen hours it took. I was tired for some odd reason. Like really tired. I figured it was all the emotional drama. I wanted to stay up and talk to Ashley, but I passed out instead in the tiny little seat.
I woke up very groggy and sore all over.
“Good morning, sleepy head. I didn’t know a person could sleep as long as you slept,” Ashley says.
“I’m so sorry. I don’t know what happened. I was just so sleepy.”
“Have you been staying up since the breakup?”
“No. Now that I think about it, I have spent an excessive amount of time feeling very sad and sleepy since the breakup. If you can even call it a “breakup.” I mean we hadn’t been together that long.”
“Yea, but he was your fi
