Thy name is Jake…

He put every­thing into per­spec­tive… per­haps even more that I could. And, sadly enough, because he's expe­ri­enced *much* more rejec­tion than I can even fathom at this point. Not to say that this is rejec­tion, but anyway…

We picked it all apart, and it helped so very very much. My com­pa­triot. Thanks for being there, my friend…

I can't help won­der­ing what she's doing right now, and what I would give to be there, if only as a friend… but it's too hard right now…

It's so hard… and it's so cold…