I was promoted today. This is my third promotion in the Army. E-4. Specialist. Blood rank, was pinned to my collar. Literally. Got a nice little blood stain on my shirt and the inside of my BDU top. I'm glad for it, though. Perhaps an odd thing to say, but it's the truth.

I procastinated last night in such a way as to almost be the opposite of procastination. I spent the night looking for things to do that could keep me busy. Keep my mind engaged, and keep me away from my bed. I accomplished a bit, but I still had to crawl into bed. Alone.

I don't miss people. Never really have, and I used to wish that I never really would. But I knew, and still know, that there's going to be at least one person in my life that I'll miss the moment they're no longer in sight.

Mimi left yesterday morning. I did everything I could to be on time for PT, even early, but everything worked against me and I took a wrong turn. I had a two second farewell, and I've been thinking about it ever since. I wish I would of had her stay and then said bye to her at lunch. That would have been so much better.

When she's here staying in a hotel room, and goes to the bathroom, I turn my attention to that door and wait for it to open again and see her emerge. When I go to sleep, I'm almost eager to wake up in the middle of the night because I haven't seen her in a little while. When she goes to brush her teeth, I want so bad to get up and wrap her in my arms and hold her back against my chest. I don't like being away from her. At all.

I miss her. I love you, Mimi.

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