For the last three months, I have found myself living life as if it were a roller coaster. One that I thought would never end, and people tell me it wont, (I'll accept it one of these days). In those three months, I found the love of my life.. And that is where we start our journey.
The first week "end" Nick and I spent together was complete bliss.. He was all mine for two days and I didn't have to share him with anyone. Until 5am that Saturday when the Army stole him away.. Weekends after that he traveled from Lewiston to spend with me at my girl friend's house from Thursdays to Saturday mornings, when he would have to go back to work.
It didn't take us long to get tired of living in two places at once.. My routine went out the window quickly, and so did my diet and exercise regiment.. It took us about 2 months to find the perfect first apartment, many tears were shed in the process and complications arose, but here I am, finally in my new home and in a new town that I anxiously await the start of my new routine..
In this process of the apartment searching and moving process
As much as I have relived the ten minutes I spent on the side of road dry heaving as I watched Nick and a couple very nice strangers who stopped to clean up the mess in the middle of the high way, I have come to the conclusion that even though the situation could have changed, much like a lot of how life has been in the past three months, you can't change the way life is. They are just Little Things in this game we call life, and I wouldn't change anything.
