Lately I feel my fatness more than usual. God, that's a mundane thing, but it's definitely time to hit the gym again.
J leaves for that other town among the fields of wheat on Monday morning. It's dismal, I don't know what to say to her. I really don't want her to leave and will miss her so much, but don't want to make her feel bad about it. This is just something she has to do, and I can't blame her for it. It just sucks. The worst part of being out of high school is knowing that all your friends are slowly going to relocate to places that aren't where you are, and if they haven't physically relocated, they emotionally distance themselves. It's just part of life, but it's one of the harder parts.