day 132: just for me

Of course, he knew exactly what I needed.

A 45-minute phone call, just for me.

It was selfish, I know.

But I reveled in each minute.

And today I was much saner.

And calmer.

And thinking logically.

I think I forgot, for a small moment, that he does know me better than anyone else.

I think I must have imagined I was fooling him, pretending he didn't know I was crying, at the end.

I know I was irritated, mad, upset, frustrated, and so on.

I think all I could do at that moment was to cry.

I think I probably shouldn't underestimate him.

(by the way, I'm calling it 2 months now. not time to get overly excited yet. yet.)