So he called.
At 4am.
I was already sleeping.
I couldn't get up.
All I managed to ask was,
"How was your flight?"

Actually, I think I said more than that.
I just don't remember.
That happens alot when I talk to people half-asleep.

*sigh*
I only used one tissue last nite.
Thats good.
I told myself,
As soon as that tissue doesn't soak up my tears anymore,
THATS IT FOR THE NIGHT.

*sigh*
Im fine.
At least I know I will be.