It's the day after that leaves me drained. She knocked on the door just a little before eleven. At three am I was alive as could be, and excited that after so long she sat there in front of my eyes where we could talk about anything and nothing in particular. When it was all said and done, it was sad to see her go, but I knew she wasn't mine to hold on to. I could only taste every word she gave and savor every thought that escaped through her skull and out of her eyes for me to grab hold of and watch sparkle in my palm. It was all I could ask for.

So that was my night, and my morning. Four hours of sleep was not nearly enough for Calculus and a full day of work. A Pepsi for breakfast wasn't enough to keep me going all day, but it came very close. Not even a Pepsi could approach the foundations of removing her from my head today though. I won't see her until Monday afternoon, and I think that I will grow to miss her. The music on the Bob Marley Songs Of Freedom Disc 3 CD that I copied from her personal selection makes me want to get to know her even more. There is so much to see. So much more than the tip of the iceberg.

The next four days will be pretty good I hope. I have a report to write, a C++ project to do, two sections of Calculus to complete, and Everyman to read. What a break I get, but at least I don't have to leave the room to do this. I can sit on my butt for two extra days and not worry about work or attending class. That's a plus.