I can’t get him out of my head! Why?! Not that I want to, but why am I always thinking of him? Every little thing reminds me of him! What is it that drives this absurd thought process? Is this love or is this obsession? Obsession of love, maybe? I know this not, and not of this I know, but knowing this is not the knowing of the answer in any case, so knowing is not the solution. As for the solution, I know not of.

In any case, I miss you, Greg.