21 Days on the Road... Alright, I have to admit I wasn't fully comprehending just how long these next 21 days were going to be. I think somewhere in my subconscience where I'm still fighting this I was telling myself he'd be back before I knew it, and that I'd be so busy in the next three weeks that I wouldn't even miss him. Well I was full of shit. I don't know how this happens to me. I don't know why on earth after 6 months that three weeks would even make a dent. I don't know why he has this affect on me. For crying out loud we haven't even been back together a full week. So I begin the countdown tomorrow. Right next to my countdown to the last day of school I'm going to start my own countdown. I'm such a sucker, or a complete loser...it's still undecided. But, in the meantime I'm going to have to concentrate my efforts elsewhere so that I don't absolutely drive myself crazy. I need a project, and I think it's going to be myself...