First day of spring...and I have no spring in my step. I miss Josh.

Oh, I never finished the war entry...sorry. I'll do that later on when I'm in the mood again. Give me a few days or so...the mood will strike.

Anyway,

I keep telling myself that I'll hear from Josh soon.

Yeah...right.

Maybe if I keep thinking positively.

It's been almost a whole month since I last saw him.

It's been an entire week since I last heard his voice.

Look, get your car fixed.

But for the love of me...please, please...please, please...please...please....get a hold of me soon.

I never knew it was possible to miss someone this much.

I miss you, Josh.

I love you, Josh.

Come home.

Call me.

Email again.

DO SOMETHING!

Please?