My fingers find my temple and I rub for the millionth time today. I’ve been at work all day, and much like the last couple of weeks, I have thought only of what lies at home.
Nikki.
She is the only constant thought on my mind, and knowing today is her first day of work, its an even stronger thought. I didn’t see her leave, but by the time I woke this morning and went to her room, she was gone.
Would I have said something to her? Would I have wished her luck, or offered her a ride on her first day? I don’t know the answer to those questions. I have spent this past week ignoring her, ignoring this tension between us, because I couldn’t face her after throwing my heart into hands, only to pull it back immediately.