Thank you, Broke.

I consider DB my journal :-)

Yesterday I felt pretty decent for a change. I felt a little detached, and little more optimistic about my sitch.

Today I'm kind of down in the dumps. Everything feels so final. Being in NC leaves so much to the imagination.

Does she miss me?

Did she forget about me?

Is she living it up?

Has she met someone?

Has she been drinking?

Ugh... wish i could turn my mind off.