I've been too tired to write or do much of anything lately.
I've been going to bed around nine most nights and still have trouble getting up the next day.
I feel fine emotionally, which is good, but physically I am just drained and in a lot of pain.
A lot of pain.
But tonight Alayna is coming over and we are going to eat shish kabobs and play board games.
We are coming up on three weeks of dates now, perhaps we will soon say that we are "dating."
I don't want to over think this--or anything else ever again--so I will just say that I am grateful for the time that we've had so far and am incredibly excited to see her tonight.
She's almost all I think about these days.
And when she tells me that all she thinks about is me, I believe her.
And that's enough for this tired world-weary soul.
5:16 p.m. - 2012-12-12
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