Well, she's gone. I miss her already, but I can't even begin to describe how I feel. I have been extremely anti-social for the past several days; I guess I've been in a sort of mourning period. I was starting to withdraw even while she was still here. To cushion the blow, I suppose. I felt kind of guilty for not helping her finish packing on the 1st, but I just couldn't handle it.

"Witch's teat" does not even begin to describe how cold it is today. Brrrr.