I've spent the last two weeks in paradise, reunited with my bf who lives in Japan but came to visit after five (dreadfully long) months apart. He went back to Japan this morning and I'm a little bit in shock. It's strange to be apart from someone you love for so long, then to spend two weeks completely immersed in each other, only to say goodbye again and not see them at all, except on a computer screen. Lonely lonely lonely. It's amazing how different a place feels when someone you shared it with leaves...all the warmth dissipates.
But, I will refrain from greyness and gloom. When we love someone, I think we can do whatever it takes to stay together and stay connected.
Now on to comfort reading more Anne of Green Gables and refraining from drinking any more coffee.