Everyone keeps telling me I don't look happy. It's strange. I have a lot on my mind and am going through some tough emotional shit... But unlike other times in my life I AM actually still happy. I'm still working out, having fun with friends, and working on my stuff. The only difference is I have a hole where he used to fill. My alone time is often sad. When I get caught up in thoughts about me and him... But overall. I'm happy.

I'm going to try and go until Sunday without talking to him, unless of course he talks to me. Day one was successful. Wonder if he'll miss me.