And What's Worse...

It struck me a bit ago that I should be floating around in a world of ignorant bliss, eagerly awaiting Thursday. There have been no phone calls or letters, no insight obtained through direct communication whatsoever. I should be sitting here, happily trusting and content in the knowledge that he cares about me and would never do anything to hurt me. I know what I know not because of an honest moment face-to-face but because of words on a screen. Of the people apparently involved, I don't even warrant a second of time. In all of the chaos, I am last on the list of concerns, first in line to be discarded; I am insignificant.