I'm in Wisonsin
I've been realizing a lot this week. One, I do get homesick when I'm somewhere unfamiliar, and sometimes a little uncomfortable. I am not alright. My mind is still connected back to him, even if he doesn't feel it. It's hard to not talk to him, or try, since talking to him usually fails because of his fucking apathy. The drive was long, the bus will be just as long, but there will be stories to tell. I feel a desperate need to be very distratcted right now. I keep moving into seperation of my mind and body. My body is in Wisonsin, but my mind is stuck in everything to deal with at home. Dana's family is overwhelming, but I love her and am glad to be spending more time with her. I wrote 5 pages in my journal yesterday, and really just wish everything would be better. I'm really mad at him for being such a dick. Maggie said I should just dump him, but when you love someone it's not that easy. I don't know how to let him go if I have to and I know there is nothing I can do to change how he feels and he's too fucking apathetic to even try. He hasn't tried for months. BUt I don't want to get too deep into that, since hes probably started reading this again. If you are. Stop. Don't look her for what's going through my head. If you care, call or write me, don't be a jerkface.I'm not very coherant, so think of this as a ramble. I'll be home on Tuesday.