The More that was to come
So, breakfast was nice, it was more of an early Lunch (at Ruby Tuesdays) than a breakfast, but yea.
As I was saying. I miss the everliving hell out of my friends. I miss Steph the most, but I miss all of my friends.
I hope this "distance" thing ends up working out. Steph and I had all these great plans that both of us were looking forward to. Now we're trying to take things slow, rebuild those plans over time. We can't get too excited about a future that doesn't exist yet, but we can get excited about building toward that future.
The process of building that future is, unfortunatly, agonizingly slow. I want to be with her, and I know I can't be. Its easier to miss her from 400 Miles cause I know I wouldnt be able to see her either way, but I still miss her, miss her voice, her laugh, that adorable yawn, those amazing green-grey eyes, the feeling of her snuggled up against me...all of it.
I wish none of this had happened in the first place.../sigh.
Mmkay, dad is yelling at me that its time to go...
Adios LJers
Joe