One more hour. One more hour and I will have done it: a whole month (31 days) without kissing anyone. Not even a little.
It feels amazing.
I’ve done no kissing. I have not a single loose end remaining. I’ve been sleeping in my own bed a lot. I even made a girl friend.
The days are getting longer.
I did my taxes and bought some food with vitamins (frozen edamame and veggie burgers count, right?).
I think I can make it through this last hour. Things are looking up.