Okay, I have some exciting but worrying news. I'm thinking about something other than the ringing, that must mean something, right? I'm thinking about Ian, of course, but my mind becomes extremely panicked knowing, or remembering I should say, that he's in the army. Atleast I think he still is. I hope he's okay. But I thought I remembered hearing his voice?
He must be doing something important, like drills or target practice. Whatever it is that he's doing, I hope he's alive. I'm still angry at him for not telling me, but I can't do anything about it now.
Just the thought of him treading through some foreign country in his uncomfortable combat boots with all of his gear just makes me ache thinking about it, I can only imagine how he feels. But how was he here with me? I swear I heard his voice.
Wait a minute...
This can't be— he's already been back?
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39 Days
General FictionI call this a beautiful journey of my lifeless existence. I don't know what's happening, but I seem to be living my life all over again, in my mind. It feels so real but seems like a dream to me. I'm confused, lost, worried, but I hope to find answe...
