I was walking across the street to Fresh Fields and I didn't even look. There was a line of cars at the stop sign, and I just walk in front and didn't see another car coming the other way.
The car wasn't even close to hitting me, but the person honked their horn at me. I was at a cross walk.
In any case, I was almost hit by a car, and you would think I would care.
This is a four year commitment for Josh. It's been not even two days.
At least I've gotten two calls from him, one just now. He's in Chicago, it's cold and raining.
I wish I could stop crying. I wish I could be less emotional. There's just a lot of wishing right now.
Wishing I was with him or him with me is the biggest wish I have over all.
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