A cool evening, in my favorite black body con and sandals, Meghan Trainor's 'like I'm going to loose you' playing through my earphones, I was going to meet him. So here I am, 8:40pm, 18th July, 2018 on a bike to a stranger's hotel, scratch that, he's not a total stranger. I mean, I stalked on him on IG for a few days, maybe a month or two, I don't remember who followed who, we get talking, we've met once, more like a business meeting, now, this meeting, is all for fun and pleasure not exactly what you have in your head. I needed a break, a new environment, I needed to talk to a neutral somebody, I had had enough of the routine, there's this thing 'Deronmu said to me one time, you have to be 70%mentally and 30%physically balanced to be termed normal, I was way below 5%, have you ever had this nothing-is-working feeling?, yeah, that was it, different sad real life ads popping on my page at the same time, you could call me depressed I would...