Ain't No Rest For The Wicked

Talked with J tonight. I really miss him. I know he misses me too. I'm just lonesome I suppose. So much has happened in the last week and all I really need is him to talk to about it. He reminds me that reality exists, but that it's not that bad. My head still may go into the clouds from time to time, but he knows when to bring me back down. I'd also like a hug and kiss and a "it'll be alright" from him. I've done very well about not breaking down over all this, but it's just so hard not to. E is so excited that I'm coming home. She's looking for housing and jobs for me and it's really quite sweet of her, I just... I wish it weren't happening so quickly. I hate that L has to switch schools midyear. I remember doing that myself as a child and I always felt so awkward and uncomfortable. *sigh* I guess the best I can do is tell him I love him and that I will always love him.