The Boy left yesterday, for a month, to start filming for a documentary. Right now, he's probably somewhere in Hawaaii...soon on his way to a random island in the Pacific. I'm just waking up for work, wearing his hoody and sniffing out all the smell like a complete saddo.

Today's gonna be when all the sad starts. 4 weeks isn't much, but it's enough.
Missing someone is a strange little phenomenon; those moments when you realize just how long it's gonna be before you see the face of the person you adore...Ouch.