Chatting with men during the road trip with my sister, but it's all a bit abstract, my life back home. My husband is completely out of my head, except that we talk. I can't feel anything for him.
But I don't feel sad, or lost. Sometimes yes, but mostly okay. It's been good to get away. We'll see what I come back to.
My ex-cop is getting two days of a photo every hour on the hour. Driving through Wyoming and South Dakota, it's pretty much the same photo every time. I've told him to tell me to stop, but he hasn't. I guess he can always delete the posts.