She's coming home to me

She's coming home. My best friend is actually coming home in the next two weeks. I have been over come by such a sense of euphoria right now, I have almost completely forgotten that I still have a little pain from being shot down by my friend. At least its gotten better, and now the pain from rowing kinda overrides what ever I feel from him. I don't know how this could get any better.

I think i could possibly die happy..