Day 3: Wishing Things Were Different.

Every second that clicks away on the clock feels like the slow turn of molasses. I am sitting alone at my parents kitchen table wishing to be everywhere but here. I want to go home. Although, home doesn't really feel like it used to either. Today I am like The Little Prince (http://books.google.com/books?id=vlr0uqedlWcC&dq=the+little+prince&printsec=frontcover&source=bn&hl=en&ei=LZ7KSoK1GJSCsgO9jKSiBQ&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=4#v=onepage&q=&f=false) on a planet all my own.

Cameron is not allowed to talk about school. He can not tell me what it is he does everyday. Thats alright though, it is best that he does as he is told. It just makes for some boring conversation at the end of the day.

It has also been several weeks since I have seen my son, Kaden. He goes to school all week and has soccer on Saturdays. Beyond that he is so far away and my car can not make the drive. It makes me very sad that I do not get to see him every day after school anymore. I miss him very much.

My job hunt is going terribly. I want everything to run a little smoother. Perhaps today is just a pessimistic one for me today. Higher hopes for tomorrow.

137 days 3 hours and 55 minutes to go.