Today was especially difficult because I had to take my boyfriend to the airport to go to San Francisco, on a vacation that he initially was very eager for me to go on with him. I couldn't help but cry while saying our goodbyes. It was our first kiss since our new beginning, which was completely bittersweet. I felt a surge of energy, everything from anticipation, to happiness, to sadness, to nervousness, to Technicolor rainbows and butterflies! I hope that his flight goes well, and I really hope he has a successful vacation. All on the same note, I really hope to get the same surge when he gets back, and it's what I long for.
This weekend has now become a weekend soon to be full of public drunken-ness, camping and floating with co-workers. Hopefully it will keep the beau off my mind.
Tonight will be our first night apart, I wonder how I'll sleep. :-/ I wonder how he's going to sleep. I hope well! Till Monday my lover, till Monday.
