Day Seven: 

Morning: 

Its been one week since we were separated, tho at this exact time that day I did not know anything like that was to happen yet, actually at THIS exact time THAT day I believe I was speaking to you on the phone... One week, has felt like an eternity, I have never cried more in my life. But things have been coming more clearly, the hopeless sadness that comes from the thought of NEVER being able to see you again has drifted, as I do not believe that to be the case. And while I miss you, every day, I am beginning to believe more and more that this is for the best. More so, I am coming to the honest realization that if we both stay strong, and work hard this can end up making us stronger then we have ever been.
Saying things, and FEELING them are two very different things, I came to this conclusion a while ago, but I am just now BEGINNING to actually feel that it is true. Still I miss your company, and simply being a part of your day to day life, I still worry from time to time of you forgetting me... or replacing me, but that is an ongoing personal battle I will continue to fight within myself.
For I KNOW I believe there is no reason to fear such things anyway.
just as I KNOW right now the thing I must focus hard on, is getting my career in line. I have noticed, looking at things from a pool of worthless self pity and meaningless piles of regret, that I am very much a bum. I am 23 with no job, no career (in action) no phone, no car, and just enough money in the bank to pay for UNDER two months of rent on my tiny apartment. these facts WILL NOT change without a hard work and determination I was not taking responsibility for. Until now.
Now, its time to look at things for what they are, honestly assess them, and FIGHT for what I want my life to be. FIGHT for who I want MYSELF to be.
In some ways its a very exciting time.
In the same exact ways its more accurately a very horrifying time.
And yet, I cant help but feel like, its going to be Okay.

I love you PePp3r. Soom.