HOLY BUCKETS! It has been exactly one month since Valentine\’s Day. And exactly one month since HE and I spoke on the phone.

I think I have too much attached to periods of time.

For the longest time, I always remembered the 20th of the month because it was the \”anniversary\” of my first boyfriend and me. The first 20th after we broke up, I made my good guy friends take me out to San Francisco. Three guys and one girl (me) went to see a movie at the metreon. We made jokes about how everyone looked stupid. We acted immature. By the end of that day, I had forgotten that it was the 20th.