Busy

I never ever thought that I would be this busy while Derrick was away. It always seemed to me that all of my extra curricular activitys revolved solely around him, apparently not. My days are moving quickly but I still can't believe that it has only been three months. I think that this deployment could be somewhat compared to a break-up, there are stages of grieving. Currently I am at a level of acceptance, not that this does not change week to week or even day to day, for the last few days I have felt good. But, for example, last Friday was not good. It seemed as every second ticked by there was a tiny little razor running across my heart. I did what I always do and got drunk, very drunk. Some people will use alcohol as a catalyst to help them bring forth emotion, I use it to dull it.

That last sentence made me sound like an alcoholic .... should I worry?

Na! Drinks anyone?