October 10, 2009
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Meh.
I hate long distance. God I can’t wait for him to be in Chicago…. I miss him all the time. Every minute I have free when I’m just taking a breather… he pops in my mind and I start missing him so much I feel it in my chest. Sooo I stay busy, which is pretty easy to do considering my schedule. Sigh.
“Ye flowers that drop, forsaken by the spring,
Ye birds that, left by summer, cease to sing,
Ye trees that fade, when Autumn heats remove,
Say, is not absence death to those who love?”
~Alexander Pope
