Two thoughts...

Thought Number 1:

I am glad that I finally have a complete and clear focus on my thesis. It's a great feeling! I cannot wait to start on this remarkable project that no one can take away from me. For the first time in a long time, I will be able to hear the stories of my elders. This will be a great piece of research! I cannot wait. It will also allow me to document my grandmother and great grandmother's stories. Now I can REALLY get to work. :)

Thought Number 2:
I sure do miss him..A lot...the "Good morning" texts, the check-ins, the nicknames, the sweet kisses, the tight hugs, the laughs....A part of me wants to share my excitment with him, but I don't know if I can...I suppose the cliche is right: Success isn't success without someone to share it with. Guess a part of me is learning that now... I guess he "wasn't that into me"....That sure does suck.

It's amazing how it's only two small thoughts...but it's enough to keep you staring at the ceiling at night while you smile through your tears...

Then, when you finally fall asleep, you dream of it all...

Suddenly you wake up, and you realize you are in the beginning...and he disappears...

Now I am back to reality, with the same two thoughts....