Sick of the Real World

Feel so down now. Wish I could call David but I don't want to wake up his family. Just need to be distracted from my continuous thoughts (that are making my headache worse). I want to hear him talk about his day so I can focus on something other than feeling rejected by that perfect company offering the perfect job.

Maybe I should just go to sleep.

I wonder how I would deal with this if I was single. Probably crawl into a hole and cry.

I'm listening to those Spanish romantic songs that I don't understand a word of but they make me feel closer to David. Almost like he's here. Wish he was. I'd just bury myself into him and pretend the world doesn't exist. Now, that would be nice...