I lay awake and wondered if he was happy. I thought he must be bursting with it, or maybe he was just like me. Maybe he was trying to fill the space with girls who always left him emptier than before. Maybe he would remember me and regret the way we ended. Or maybe he was in love and I was the only one who couldn't move on. Maybe I was just projecting my own feelings onto him.
And now I've finally dropped the novel that wasn't working and started something knew. I love finally getting over the burned out feeling because I have to write and writing without feeling is not fun. I have to feel my novel, the emotions have to be there. http://www.amazon.com/Jake-Shannon/e/B002X41KA0 More