I slept worse last night. I was up until 4:30 in the morning crying and tossing and wishing you were there.

Food has lost its flavor. I've lost my appetite. For life, for love, for anything. It's not your fault. I just had a lot of stake in us. In us working.

The market went down hard yesterday. I'm the biggest loser out there. I owned 100% of the stock and now the company has been liquidated and none of the assets went to me. I got a B- in finance and an F in love.

I'm trying to listen to my gut and not my heart. My gut tells me this isn't the end, but my heart almost wishes it was.