I baked cheesecakes (they didn’t help), I went for an hour long run through my favourite parts of Halifax (endorphins, my ass), and I even sat in the shower (felt like I was drowning) all to try and distract myself from the fact that I’ve lost you. The only other thing I can think of is vitamin D, so I’ll be on the commons, reading a book, and wishing you would come and find me. —You Probably Won’t See This
This article appears in Jul 21-27, 2011.