Two days ago she rang me in the middle of the night. Very upset and stuff. Said she needed to talk to me in the morning but that I shouldn't come by at that moment. As you can imagine I was scared as {bleep} that she was going to dump me or something, as a result my stomach was tied in a knot and I didn't get much sleep.
After I went for a long walk the next morning (in a very wet and rainy Groningen), I finally went by her place. We sat there all afternoon weeping and embracing. Turned out stuff had been going way too fast for her (not only 'us') and she hasn't had the chance to have time for herself since she came back from Sweden. So we've decided to slow things down for now.
Anyway, it was a relief for me that she didn't throw me out of the train or something. She merely pulled the emergency brake.
