It seems work truly is the ultimate distraction. I've been there 2 weeks already- time sure does fly when you're having
Friday was hard, and I'm not sure why that particular day exactly. Maybe because Friday was leading up to a long weekend here, or maybe it's because working is becoming kinda routine... Not sure, but either way one minute I was fine, and the next I was sobbing at my desk, unable to catch my breath. It's all just incredibly unfair. I miss his gorgeous little face.
All I can say, over and over again, is that I just miss him.