It's sleeting outside. Not quite rain, not quite snow.
I'm cold but I don't want to turn up the heaters. I'll just through another blanket on the bed.
I can't sleep.
I'm feeling really empty right now.
I want to blame it on Jon for being away but I know it's not because of him.
Two and a half already. It's only been two and a half?
It feels like a lifetime ago.
I don't feel like it's okay for me to talk about him as much as I used to so I keep it in.
But, I still miss my sweet Pearce, my angle baby, my Stone of Joy.
I should be sleeping.
It's just too cold.