It's been a full, fat, month.

This reminds me of the time I was waxing (and very badly too) lyrical about the moon and how I used it to remind me of how long it'd take till we'd be together again.

But now staring the shifting moon, I know that we'd never be again.

As for me? I don't feel anything anymore. I just simply don't feel. There is a yawning blank where you once occupied. Hole-y I am.

Economics tomorrow: argh ($(@#$*@()#) I hope I can remember all the stuff I studied :/