Dec. 23, 1991

Well, I’m lying here in B.J.’s bed, and I wish she was here with me. I miss her so much.

It was so hard being here knowing that you’re not in the next room. I love you, baby. I can’t believe I have another week before I can see you again. This is hell. Everything reminds me of you! I had a few weird dreams about James. But, I’m sure you don’t want to hear about that. 

I feel like shit, but I know more than half of it is because I long to have you here. See you soon, my love.

C