This is where the depression hits. When he has flown home and I realize that I really have nothing to live for but these moments with my freinds. Ones that may or may not ever come agian. I lived at a breakneck speed and I lived my life without reservation. This is who I am now. I live for my freinds. It’s a good life. I just wish he was closer, I wish he was still here. It’s very difficult to say goodbye. It’s probably time I make some changes and decisions in my life... there are options. One day I won’t have to stay here. One day maybe I’ll be somewhere else. It’s not too late.