It had been a busy week for me. At first, it felt odd to not wake up so early to catch the bus. But then again, it was so easy to enjoy all the sleeping in. How good it was to sleep until noon and not face the day and my problems straight away. Also, the extra sleep gave me the energy I needed to update my resume and apply for a number of different jobs in my area. But most importantly, I was also free to break out into tears whenever I wanted without worrying about someone catching me with tears dripping down my chin.
Actually, this morning was the first one in a long time that I felt normal when I woke up. The ache in my heart wasn't as bad as it was that Sunday morning in Eric's suite. But then, as soon I as slipped into the shower, that dull ache returned and I was ugly crying within
