85 hours and 15 minutes.. ack! way too long. i'm not sure that my body can handle the stress.. such separation should be considered illegal. is it pathetic that i'm almost racked with sorrow over not seeing her for as little as five days??? i suppose that the extent of longing directly relates to the extremity to which i love her. i'm not exactly sure what to think.. i just hope my heart doesn't cave in before wednesday evening when i can be in her arms once again. my heart skips at the thought.. except then i realize that it's impossible right now, and it makes me feel like my chest is going to explode.. why can't i just fall asleep and wake up in your embrace? i'm shaking with anticipation.. i need you here to remind me why i get up in the morning.. god i miss you.. i can't wait. ... eighty-five hours, five minutes.