Last night I had to go to a wedding reception by myself as marcus had managed to give himself some form of heatstroke. I didnt mind going on my own as im a big girl, but it would have been nice him being there. As the evening wore on, i found myself feeling more at a loss, fidgeting with my car keys, restless, tearful. very strange. i went home 3 hours later and all those feelings went as soon as i saw marcus. I have never considered myself the type of person who 'needs' another; apparently i am.
On another note, my time with the Twisted Sketches team will be coming to an end at the end of July. I will miss it.