6 Months?

Today is my 6th month anniversary with my girlfriend, Libby. That's all I got.

FPOTD: He looked out warily, the broken window providing at least some cover. If he stayed this way, staring into the wind for long, he'd go sand-blind. And then Harrison would have the upper hand. Best not let that happen. So he took a length of material from his shirt, ripped it off and made a primitive bandana which he wore over his eyes. The trade-off was simple. His vision would suffer, but he'd be able to maintain his vigilant watch. Then, before he could move, broken glass crunched behind him and two large, dirty hands grasped him around his neck.