Maybe we’ve grown far apart, but we’re still under the same sky. And that makes me hopeful. I’m still scared, though, to know that everything I’ve done to make this last may have been for nothing. As always, it annoys me that I care so much. Maybe that’s what has gotten in our way. And I think way too much for it to be easy for me to fall asleep at night. Once again, I reach the conclusion that all good things come to an end. But it may also be too early to tell. I hope that’s the case. Waiting sucks.
And I miss my family