My Friday nights have always consisted of parties, my bedroom, or a hotel room when I’m at away games. Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought that I’d be learning how to make blueberry pancakes with the mother of my child at two in the morning. It’s kind of wild but all in a good way, and I hope to God this isn’t a dream because waking up is going to suck. Coming here was the best decision I could’ve ever made.
