I’m surprised at how well this weekend turned out to be. I was a little nervous that I would be all alone, and with this weekend being extra long, I assumed it would be miserable. It was quite the opposite surprisingly! “Swimming” at Andy’s house was fun. I say swimming in quotes because I just dangled my feet in whilst conversing with everyone else. It was a good day, I even ran into a turkey which was completely random! I’m so glad to have spent this weekend with good people and their good energy. It was something that I really needed to help get my mind off what has been going on with me lately. I rekindled a friendship with an older friend of mine, it was really great to catch up and get an outsiders perspective on what has been going on. I’ve never been the type to be vocal about situations that are going on, or emotions that I’m feeling. Lately, I don’t really care. Talking with people, even strangers, is helping me loads. I can’t say that I’m over it yet, things like this take a lot of time for me to move on. I won’t lie and say that their haven’t been moments this weekend where I would’ve enjoyed his presence, or think about how things could’ve differently played out. I smile when I think of the cute things that could’ve happened. It sucks, I never give this part of me to anyone except my best friends, and being thousands of miles away from them, it’s been really tough to deal. At this point, I am torn with trying to stay friends with him. I don’t know if I could let myself go through with that knowing these feelings of wanting to kiss, feel, and hold will always be at the back of my mind. I can try, but I don’t know. Sometimes I wish we could try again.