So Chris has been gone almost one week - almost. It feels like a lot longer. Sometimes I check my watch and look at the date and think, "oh...right it's still the same day as this morning." I've never ACTUALLY missed someone. I mean, of course when I'm away from my family or the girls for long periods of time I wish they could be with me to do certain things like run or go out or just chat. And with guys I've dated in the past once I sit down and actually think about it I get the, "aw...I kinda miss that guy" feeling. But mostly when I get away from past boyfriends it's been somewhat of a relief. For the most part, I am perfectly happy, if not even more happy, living by myself and doing exactly what I want to do every day with no responsibility to another person. I guess that just comes along with being so independent. Or selfish, but I prefer independent. But this time it's different - and I'm not quite sure why. It's like that feeli...
I like geography best because mountains & rivers know the secret: Pay no attention to boundaries.