my girl friend and i live exactly 1181.9 miles away from each other. 18 and a half hours by car, 2 and a half by plane, and a month if i walked. every day i wake up, and think, just another day closer until i see her. because, you see im supposed to go see her in June. but theres a part of me, thats scared. what if she doesnt wait that long? what if it causes her to much pain and she decides its to much. then i get on here, and read all these stories of people who make it. and it gives me hope.