My boyfriend and I just talked on the phone before he passed out. He had a great time at the Trailblazers vs Rockets playoff game. I'm so happy for him that he had a great night out with his friends. He loves basketball. Poor guy was sick all weekend long - he deserved a break.
He tells me he misses me a lot. He wished that I could go to the game with him. I wish I could go too. But I don't really say "I miss you" that often. He finally asked me why. Reason is simple: the more I tell him that I miss him, the more I actually miss him badly. I would rather stay in my happy bubble than in my depressed bubble (because I miss him...). That is why.
Back to writing more papers and studying for an exam. This will be a very very long night.
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