so.
all my women have gone,
and i have a complete cry face,
red cheeks, red eyes.
it's hard to stop,
even though i know i will see them.
it's just an end of one thing,
but it hurts nevertheless.

i did complain. again and again.
but ultimately, like we talked about,
i will never be in a place like this again.

i'm drinking wine tonight,
watching a movie, and
making soup even though its too hot,
because the smell of onions makes me feel ok,
although i will most definitely cry over those too.