A lot of you probably won’t want to read this post. It’s about love or close enough to it. Vomit-worthy right? And why am I writing a post about love? Because I need to say a few things that don’t fit into the 140 characters of twitter, which is where I would usually say this type of thing.
So Man Piece has gone off to Linux Conf and left me all alone. And being alone reminds me of all the reasons I keep him around.
Getting up in the morning is easier when he’s next to me. Like, I actually want to get out of bed.
Going to the supermarket is less depressing when he’s with me.
He carries the heavy bags back from the supermarket.
When I feel like crap, like I have being today, just a hug and kiss from him makes me feel better. Plus, he does stuff for me, like getting food.
I feel safer knowing he is in the next room.
Everything is less depressing when Man Piece is around. Just the prospect of seeing him after work gets me through the day. So how am I going to get through a week without him?
I miss him. Even though he is only gone a week, it is going to be a very long, arduous week.