I'm doing so well, I tell myself. Just passed the previous "best time" of 23 days without contacting him. I'm now on 25 days. Why am I even telling you this? Or telling myself this?
A plaudit for being apathetic and doing nothing, well go girl, you deserve an award for that. Clap hands that you managed to set up a situation where doing nothing is it's own reward, how strong you've been!
How strong that you are sitting here counting the days. Can't get up and do something, you might lose count. How strong you are to remain rooted, battling off incipient claustrophobia, to let worn-out thoughts flit and fit in your head like fruit flies inside an empty wine bottle.
Stop already with the metaphors...