an hour and a half

I didn't think about Chris for an hour and a half tonight. That's the longest that I haven't thought about him for the last 26 days. I started a new class tonight, and I had to really concentrate on what the instructor was saying. I realized how long it had been at the break. After that, I felt worse. I don't think that I feel guilty, but I don't know what it is that I'm feeling. This is so hard.