The kiss was sealed with a ball of fire shooting down into the depth of my stomach and consuming everything in its path. Death would be better than a day without Kobie. Like a mad woman I excused myself from work and drove for an hour and a half to drink a cup of coffee with Kobie. To justify this journey I convinced myself that it was in order to calm my nerves and anxiety, but on my drive back I found that it actually affected me exactly the opposite way. I was shaking, sweating and ready to... Sign in to see full entry.