Sep 14, 2004 11:18
I know I haven't written in awhile and, I have my reasons. I figured I wouldn't leave you hangin' for much longer...
At mile 100, I become sad. At mile 100, I become sad...
For the past three weekends, I have left Auburn to go home and be with Elizabeth. It's a two hour drive back to Hoover. It's actually pretty quick if you don't pay attention to it. I spent the weekends with Elizabeth and, we have fun. We have a lot of fun and last weekend, we went to a Birmingham Barons game. I haven't been to one since I first met Elizabeth. When I come home, especially that first time, I pass by a mile marker that has a 100 on it. It doesn't mean much to anyone else, except that I'm about five or so miles from home. To me, it means that I'm exactly 100 miles from the one I love. When I see it, I'm overwhelmed in this feeling that I can't explain. It hurts. It truly does. I know we're only going to be apart for a little while. I know this but, it still hurts. It's not the mile marker that makes me sad, it's the thought of being alone, away from Elizabeth. It hurts America, it hurts...