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i'm going to portland tomorrow, and rob is going to dallas tomorrow. i'm... like... kind of a wreck about it. i don't really want to go, i'm not excited. rob is the complete opposite and cant wait. i guess i'm upset because i'm afraid i'm going to miss him more than he's going to miss me. i feel like... things have been a little uncertain lately, and i wish we weren't spending a weekend apart. i'm not worried about anything bad happening or anything ridiculous like that, i'm just worried about how much i'm going to miss him. we were talking about what time we were each leaving, and how he was leaving in the morning and going to work, and i was like, "so i'm not going to see you after you leave in the morning?" and he was like "yup" all nonchalant, and like he didn't care that much. i know he'll miss me, and i'm glad he's looking forward to this weekend. i just wish i was too.