I do?

ANYWAYS.

I decided to write something because I was laying in bed worrying about shit and hoping this would make me feel better. I don't have much to write about, though.

Work has been ok since I've been back. It's just not like it used to be, and I'm ready for something better. I need to feel A LOT better before that happens. Ugh.

Mark FINALLY sent me a txt today, a whole week later. I guess he's been sick, which I thought was kind of funny. I wasn't being a bitch about it, but just last week I said something about him getting sick every January. He said it's been going around at work, but it probably doesn't help that he's been working a lot of hours and has probably been stressed. Who knows.

He asked if I missed him and I said yes, and when I asked if he missed me he said, "Yes, but you know that." Um... I do? I like to THINK that he misses me, but when we've hardly talked at all this month I don't know what to believe. We didn't talk for very long, so I guess it'll just be another week until we have a 5 minute conversation.

I'm not sure if writing this made me feel better of just be pissed off at Mark.