Tough duck...

Aug 24, 2004 18:43

Training is way harder than I thought it would be.
I have to wake up early and am busy all day, and far into the evening.
I feel like there is always more to get done, and I find it very hard to relax.

Nighttime is rough, because I am worn out but restless, and it is then that I realize I wish I was home.

I feel empty and sad at night, because it is so quiet.

I have no dog or cat, my sister isn't down the hall, my mom isn't reading in the living room.

I sleep in a loft, I miss being close to the floor.

Sure my room is pretty big, but nobody to be in it with me makes it seem huge.

I miss Gerard so much it hurts. I know, it's been a few days, but since christmas I haven't gone more than a day without him. Talking to him before bed makes it easier to go to sleep, but i can't always do that.

Thankfully, my Gerard is a goddamn angel, and he sent my stuffed duck up here to keep me company.

I want to laugh long and hard, hug deeply, kiss softly, and be glad to be where I am.

Forget finals week, I wish I had a care package NOW.
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