Laying in bed

Why can't I be present? It's driving me nuts. All I can think about is that I'm leaving in a few days and I'm just not ready to do that. He's laying next to me right now, off in dreamland or something... And my mind is whirring. A million miles a second. This sucks. I can't think of anything else to say. This sucks this sucks this sucks.

C.