...I Can't Take My Mind Off Of You...

Well, we've been on the bus for approximately 15 minutes, and I've already started getting that heartache, those horrible little pains that let me know how much I miss you, how much I need you, how much I depend on you.

I wanted to be sitting beside Dave, but we got there late... Consequently, Dave was relegated to the back of the bus, and I am currently sitting beside a strange red-haired girl. She's reading, and it looks as though she's prepared to do this for most of the trip... She's quite quiet as well... I like her. In fact, she lent me the pen that I'm currently using, so we can be friends.

Uh oh, Mrs. Beckley is laughing again... You've heard of someone wailing like a banshee? She laughs like one.

Oh God, they just reminded us that we have to go to Burlington to pick up our driver, and my heart lept with excitement... Until I remembered that I'm not actually going to see you there. Then I died a little inside.

I promise I'll actually post about the stuff that happens, when it starts happening. This isn't going to be all love letters to Jill, all emotional Chris. You know, just half. (Besides, you'll get enough of those on the side.)

Well, I'm terribly tired, I hope I can actually sleep... I'll keep you guys updated on any excitement.

Jill, I miss you terribly, and I love you even more.

Christopher

P.S. Happy Halloween!

{Addendum: Now we're in Burlington. There's the Mapleview Shopping centre. Jiiiilllll... God, I wish you were here. It's funny... we're on Fairview, I recognize all this... Yeah, here's the GO Station! Alright, I gotta go cry to Dave now. Jill, I love you baby.}

{Addendum: We drove past our beach, honey... True story. I was standing at the back talking to Dave (about what? Email me to remind me and I'll tell you), and all of a sudden I saw our bridge, our pier, everything. My mouth just dropped, and I started to make these pitiful little whining noises. Dave didn't notice for a moment, then started shaking me and going "Chris, Chris, are you okay?!?"

I felt like crying for a moment, missing you just so much... And then I remembered that day, the times that we'd shared and will again, and Dave said "Chris, are you okay?" And I got this big, wistful smile on my face, and I said "I am. I really am."

I love you honey.}

{Addendum: We're in the U.S. now. I started to feel that terrible longing, that heartache for you... I looked at the time. You know what time it was? About, oh, 3:40, somewhere thereabouts. The time that I should be talking to you. I lost my game with Dave because I got so distracted, thinking so much of you and us and all my fondest memories. Thank a lot honey... Ha, seriously... We're having fun, but I wish you were with me more than anything. I miss you darling, and I love you.

More tomorrow, perhaps.}