So throw on the black dress and mix in with the lot Shawshank, October 7, 2020 It’s always hard writing this as I wake up, plus it’s getting harder and harder to think of things to write about when nothing really happens here. Lots of change happening back home, the house is really starting to empty out. Even more so in a couple of days. Soon Crystal will be packing up the SUV and heading south until the border open up. If I’m being honest, this scares me a lot. I mean it’s the opposite way to get here. I’m also afraid that her family down there will start as soon as she gets there with the “why do you wanna go north? What’s the point if it? Just stay here, it’ll be better!” I know they won’t do that, but it still scares me. There, it’s not a Wednesday morning without tears in your eyes to start the day. That damn coffee should be ready by now. I’m just very scared. I try not to think about more than a couple days into the future, because I just break down. I miss her so much. Every morning, for a split second, it feels like she’s next to me. Then I move to shut the alarm off, and I’m alone in the bed. That’s how I start every day. Contrary to what you just read, I had a good sleep, and I’m feeling ok today. I had some dreams, but I don’t remember them, so they must mot have been too good. Happy Wednesday everyone! Enjoy your hump day 🙂 I love you and I miss you so much. Life blogbloggercoffeedropping a reality bombjournalmorningsTinyTown
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