...waiting like you're talking...

This was enequivocally the worst day ever.

Except for you, you are my superstar. The one good thing of my day, just that.

But except for his one brief shining moment, it was horrible. The smallest thing became this ordeal, this huge ordeal - miscommunication of everything. I feel bad and I can't sleep. I can't reach Rachel, or Lizzy, or Natalee or half the people I care about and could really use to hear from. So I'm in bed and I'm crying, and the whole world feels broken. Everything is hopeless tonight.