Ok, yeah. So I am. My boyfriend is gone til Tuesday and I'm at the house alone. I mean, I have the dogs, but I'm the only person. And, I have the hardest time with it. I'm not incapacitated, but I'm pretty bothered by it. I'm not afraid of the dark like I used to be...and I'm not afraid to be alone. I am just afraid to be alone in the dark. It's almost eleven and I'm usually asleep by now. But, instead, I've been making those silly candy bar dolls (I made some that look like David and one that looks like me kinda) and I'm watching the africam on the computer with the tv on in the living room. Of course, all the lights are on, and, I don't feel the least bit tired. I don't know why my brain can't relax...if there were anyone within 50 yards of the house, the dogs would be going crazy. But, anyway, I just wanted to share my uneasiness in the hopes that...I don't know...it's late and I'm just trying to keep my mind on things besides that noise I heard.

Here's David, the first is his attire when we're chilling at home and the second is if we go out to a movie or bowling or something. He actually has this exact sweatshirt!



And, this was the closest I could get to me...