T2,

My head won't shut up. I have written 13 pages (8x6 inch pages, but for me that is still the equivalent of a novel). I feel like I have gnats buzzing around in my brain, and it is incredibly uncomfortable.

I guess it is my OCD, needing to try and write down everything he & I talked about last night over those 3 hours. I hate it, though. I know it's not all important; maybe none of it really is. Because what difference does any of it really make anyway?