My mate Damien said it best
“We live our dreams in our heads.”

It’s true though isn’t it. Most of us work boring jobs, where we wish we could be else where. Doing something different.

I made the mistake of talking to my ex for the first time since we broke up last night.

It was a good talk, just about hair products and tv shows, and MacBooks.

I miss him so much I feel sick. Our relationship was so so great for the first 8 months and then it just went so downhill. He starting liking someone else, and I couldn’t handle it, obviously.

I miss how we used to be. Even after two months I roll over in my bed wishing to see his face smiling back at me.

I want so much for him to walk into my room with his goofy smile and laugh with his long hair messing around everywhere, in his skater style clothing.

I miss him tripping on anything, and I miss watching him skate and play guitar. I miss endless nights of eating pizza, drinking and watching our favourite tv shows. 

I miss laughing with him so much.

I miss being in his arms. I miss him picking me up from work. I miss his facial hair and his face and his blue sad eyes. I miss his chest, and the hair that scatters it.

I miss him repeating my stupid words and sounds. 

Shit sucks. 

Day 5

• Breakfast: Croissant and green tea

Day 4

• Breakfast: Slice of veggie pizza on thin crust.
• Lunch: One serve of pasta, with thin cream sauce and herbs, hand full of lettuce.
• Snack: two rice cakes with promite
• Dinner: Bowl of soup! only 180 calories!

Exercise: Heaps of jumping jacks, running, sit ups, push ups, yoga, glute lifts, walking.