And yet I still think we are connected somehow, something inside of us is so in tune with the other that we just...know. I was mad at you tonight, really frustrated and exasperated and just not wanting to try anymore unless you put in the equal effort. And somehow I think you just knew, or you missed me maybe. I don't know.
This blog is turning into a blog about you and the things I can't say/can't blog other places. I feel strange.