Countdown

10 more days of this heart monitor shit.

53 more days of this high school shit.

62 more days of this waiting-for-Daniel-to-come-home shit.

I have so much to look forward to, I actually don't mind waiting--so long as I know it's coming. It's happening. This is real.

And I can't believe how real this feels.

It's...nice.
It's really nice.
Unbelievably nice.

Amazing, even.