Two Years

I made it 90 minutes before crying at work.

I went out for a smoke only to have one of my shift leaders be a bitch and tell me to get back inside since I wasn’t on break. Nothing was happening. My boss even rolled her eyes.

I just feel pretty lost right now. Calvin’s gone for the next three weeks. I get him for about 5 days. Then begins the hardcore long distance.

All I can do is be patient. These next 2 years can fly by thanks.

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