It feels great not to be counting down the days anymore.
I am done with school. At least the school that I don't take online.
I am done with teachers and I am done with forty minute bus rides.
I'm going to love being able to sleep in until noon and stay up until blank o'clock.
I'm going to love moving, whether I want to admit it or not.
I talked to Kady for two or three hours the other day and yesterday/earlier today.
It seems that every time I speak to her, she gets more amazing.
And I feel less amazing.
So that is why I am going through this blog.
I am finding every blog I've written about love that wasn't felt for Kady.
And I am erasing it because the truth is she is the only person I have ever felt this way about.
Since I've started talking to her a lot again, I've been feeling a lot better.
I'm starting to think most of my problems were triggered by anxiety and paranoia.
I am glad that I am done with that. I really am.
I started to write her a letter but I think I am going to stop for now.
I want to tell my mother about her. About us. About our love and how it's not going away.
How it's like a balloon that will never stop expanding.
If it ever does, it's because it exploded we are in love so much.
Maybe I sound naive, but I'm not. I know that this is real.
I know that I never want to give her up ever again for anybody in the whole entire world.
je t'aime ma cheri.
pour toujours et toujours.
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