Call me when you try to wake her.

So sorry for not updating. I've been out there living and breathing and walking and spending money. Making the world spin. Making my head spin.

New York was great again. Everytime I leave I feel like I'm leaving something great in my life. I've taken on a second job to fulfill my goal of my newest project "5,000 or Bust" (meaning I need that amount of money or nothing.) I've got a sizeable chunk out of the way, but it'll be good to have it all done.

Jane has left. I can't believe that I was actually standing at the airport watching her go. It's the hardest thing I've ever had to do. She knows that. Amy knows that. Judy does too. I didn't want to be standing there, I didn't want to have dinner at Macaroni Grill the night before. I didn't want to have to play the last game of Scrabble with her. I didn't want to have to keep hugging her again and again so I could just know how it feels to be that close with her. What's an ocean between us right? I couldn't cry when she left, or in the car leaving, or the drive to Denton. When I got here I just let it out and lay there. I love her so much.