I already miss your blueberry pancakes.

It's kind of ridiculous to see how much my life has changed just within in the past year. Here I am, actually semi-dedicated to my school work. Making money for working hard.. rather than sitting behind a salon desk and rotting all day. In an apartment I'm actually comfortable in rather than in a steel box surrounded by druggies. And happy for myself rather than being happy because of someone else. I've got a lot on my shoulders and only myself to let down.

I miss my other half. I miss cold days in that car and in the Theus household and on their back porch. "You work at a salon? Give me a massage." The cold weather needs to get here to be good to me. Even though I temporarily blacked out and lost my mind for a few of the last winter months.. I feel like this will be different.

Maximize pleasure. Minimize pain.