This love has taken its toll on me. She said goodbye too many times before.
Alright, so yesterday was perhaps the most physically exacting day that I've experienced since the mile for DSPE. Five straight hours of moving crap with no breakfast and no lunch. Books, sleeping bags, computers, monitor, speakers, sheets, clothes, sofa, beds, bookshelves, guitar up and down three flights of stairs. Not only for my sister, but for Ben "The Guitar Guy" Davidson. [her friend] I just finished moving it into her room at home. My arms are sore. My legs are tired. I'm hungry. Again. Speaking of which, nine hours after I woke up, I had two nice cheeseburgers at In-'N-Out, as well as fries, water, and a nice thick strawberry milkshake for the road. I believe some sort of grilled cheese ham sandwich deal is waiting with my name on it as we speak... or type... and read. So off I go.