crazy
for the first time since we met, Kenny and I are gonna be apart for more than a day....hes in NH for the weekend. Hes a Youth Group leader at his church and they have a thing there this weekend. Anyways... I had my first weird panicked mini freakout thing yesterday. It was stupid, because ut got me in a funk even when I was finally in his arms. All of it has to do with the scars from Tim. Kenny's boss was due to pay him a visit to go over some things and be a royal pain in the ass. He got there around 6, and I knew he was prolly gonna be tied up for a couple hours. It was an all too familiar feeling, he didnt know when he'd be getting out, only one difference, he is 100% honest with me 100% of the time. Tim used to have random crazy hours all the time, Kens only crazy day is Tuesday...shipment at 2am. Anyways, I panicked, compiled by pms, and lack of sleep....all i wanted to do was lay in bed and him holding me....I had a weird feeling, one of the ones that sends me into a funk if its not taken care of right away. I'm not used to needing someone, I never needed anyone like Ken.. Its the weirdest thing..... I mean, for a year I was away from Tim for months at a time, see him a few days/weeks, but I was fine.....I mean I missed him , but it wasnt torture to be away from him. With Kenny, just one day away is torture.... I actually miss him.