tuesday

The first week is the hardest. Colin’s been gone for 3 days, and I just can’t get used to it. I can’t concentrate on my work, I’m tired all the time, I don’t feel like eating. 94 more days now. I need to stop thinking in terms of days. It’s so strange, how last week went by so fast, and now this one is just dragging along so so slow. I hate obsessing over time. It’s just a made up measurement anyway, just one way to percieve things. I wish I could just ignore time, hold my breath, and wake up in December.