Thursday, January 21, 2010

I miss our texts. Our phone calls throughout the day. It's not been 24 hours yet, but I already know the difference. I'm alone.

DJ should be here within an hour to see if he wants any games that we're getting rid of. It will be nice to see him, but sad on a day like today.

Perhaps I'll watch Lost later. I know Michael is watching it and is just a few episodes behind me. I can watch, feeling that I'm sharing something with him. Maybe by the time the series ends, around May I'll be feeling like myself again.

   posted by Bald Jason at 12:27 PM
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