you know that ache you get after working out...the one that actually feels kind of good, in a slightly twisted, painful way? That somewhat describes how being lonely feels right now.
So, I'm sitting on the floor, listening to good music while ripping even more good music, typing away this little journal entry on my laptop. Three feet away, DeeDee is working on homework, typing up stuff for her writing class. This feels natural. This feels good...like the way it should be...soon.