[3763] in Depressing_Thoughts
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dcctdw@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (dcctdw@ATHENA.MIT.EDU)
Sun Apr 4 00:39:42 1993
Andrea is gone again, back at school in Chicago.
Part of me says "Awww, shaddap, twink: at least you have someone; many
people don't."
But the problem is, half of my life is gone; i feel like half my soul is
missing. Whenever i'm not doing something specific, I think of Andrea, and
there's just this aching void.
It's different from breaking up with someone, because in that case, you
-force- yourself to go on; to get on with your life; to refocus your life
on activities you let slide by before. But she's still part of my life,
and i don't want to refocus, because i want her to be part of my life...
Oh well. There's not really a lot i can do about it, so i guess i'll just
deal, like everyone else. Well, no; not like everyone else; not everyone
deals. But i'll try. :) Sleep, i suppose, will be an intelligent
start...
Ok, enough babbling. I finally feel better...
