Getting on the plane for Sweden in four hours. I should be excited, nervous, whatever. Instead, I'm somewhere between numb and heartbroken. Jen was arrested last night. Won't get into the details, other than to say it's something that I was afraid was going on, suspected might be going on, but didn't want to know. But it was, and she got caught redhanded with a guy she's now dating (along with me). It's a felony. She's apparently done it before. And it violates her probation, which was going to end this week. So she has royally, royally screwed up. I'm sad because I love her. I'm angry because she is so self-destructive and made such bad decisions. I wonder if this guy influenced her to do this, or if it was her idea, maybe to attract him. And I wonder if there's anything left between us, or if I want there to be anything left. And I cringe at the thought that somehow I might get sucked into this mess somehow. So, with all this swirling around, getting ready to go to the airport. Maybe it's good that we're getting away. Jen can't get out of jail until tomorrow anyway, after her arraignment. I can't see her until after I get back, but that was going to happen anyway. Do I care what happens in the marathon? No. Is a DNF a possibility? Yep. As is a DNS. I'll just have to see where my mind is Saturday morning. And how much sleep I'm able to get, too. | 