I missed him like I never imagined possible.

This night was strange. Foreign, confusing, let-down.

I feel like a third, fifth, seventh wheel, constantly. It doesn’t matter who I’m with. I’m not jealous, it just is the way it is. I am always one step ahead or behind. I am always disconnecting by accident– lost in my own thoughts.

I don’t have any resolutions this year. Every year the resolutions I say out loud are much different then the ones I keep to myself, and this year is hardly any different.

I want to disappear.