Crap. Very close to a break-up. 50/50 on who will do it first. The excitement and connection was pretty great in the beginning but a couple things have gotten (is that a word?) in the way. First he works away from home and has been gone for the last month. Second he is dealing with a ton of shit from his last relationship and it's in the way of us.
It sucks.
I would love to drive to Dairy Queen right now and get a gigantic blizzard and eat it, but I'm not going to. Why should I get fat in addition to having a broken heart?
I guess this means I'll write more.
Every downside has an upside.
