
I plead with Tari to take this shoot, but he said "NO" five hundred times. He is my prisoner, so he had to listen after we argued severally. ***

Don't think he was professing his love for me. He was rather professing his tiredness, albeit in a cute way...

Sugar and Spice.

Just listen to me, and we will be just fine.

We speak one the phone, make video calls for hours and either myself or Tari, falls asleep π΄ oppsss... not exactly, at times we lose service or our phones run out of battery life.

For anything worth having one must pay the price; and the price is always work, patience, love, self-sacrifice. In this case, we dealt with distance.

Tari took me to the abattoir. The first day I saw a goat π been slaughtered ππΏππΏ. I complained of not seeing a goat for over 10 years. I just couldn't take it, I closed my eyes and screamed.

We ride in different area from coast to coast.. Nope.. not exactly, I don't remember why he gave me a ride π€·πΎββοΈ.

We are falling in β€οΈ all over.