Happy birthday to me
Happy birthday to me
Happy birthday, I miss you
Happy birthday to me.

If you can't celebrate with the person you love more than anyone else, I'd rather not celebrate at all. Maybe next year.

Time to work. This makes 6 years in a row. Into the abyss I go... back at midnight. Maybe. If I come out ALIVE!!!!

Worked, practiced with Matt, listened to the ball game... I guess I did nothing today. You were on my mind through it all.

Today was long. Interesting, as Sundays go. And I can't help but feel a little lonely with the house so quiet.

For not working, today felt suspiciously not like a day off. Also, I didn't eat anything after breakfast.

Lunch was good. I'm still hungry. Pizza now, sleep next. Luke 8 has a lot of stuff in it.

Comfort, support... it's more than just listening. I need to feel like I'm talking to someone, not dead air. I need YOU.

At least I got to talk to you for a while today... that made it almost all better, which is quite a feat since work was so rough.

We're rolling, we're golden, life is good, and then we crash again. Unfortunately, it's all too predictable.

I always miss you, always think of you. Hold me up in difficult times, I'll hold you too.