Ugh. I wasted today. I didn't do anything (literally). Tomorrow I have to go up to UMSL and sign some papers...once I do that--I'll have done everything that I have to do this week. Leah wants me to write/finish the novel...but I can't. I can't explain it, but I just can't this week. I actually can't do anything this week.
I feel crippled without Leah. I can't even sleep in our bed, instead I'm sleeping on the futon. I don't want to do anything, go anywhere, or talk to anyone. I want to call her about once an hour, but I don't...and I don't know why. Ugh. This is the part of love I've always hated...I can't do anything but miss her.