This time tomorrow I will be sitting in the backseat of the lovely family car wearing headphones to try to ingore the loneiness I will be feeling. The Cartwright/Kreisheimer vacation kicks off tomorrow morning. 5 hours in a car with the partential units. I think should be extra batteries. Im excitied to go to another state, to get away for a while. But, it's leaving him that's killing me. A week without him. All I will have are memories during the day and dreams at night. I won't be able to feel his embrace, to kiss his hand and fingers or hear the words "I love you" for 168 hours, 10,080 minutes and 604,800 seconds. That's way too long. It would be different if I had to way to talk to him but I won't. I will be stranded on an island. No communcation. No looking him in the eyes and knowing that I'm not alone. But, for this week. I will be alone. Alone. Alone.Alone.