My paramour has departed on a long business trip, leaving me feeling rather sad and full of longing.
It’s not just that he has gone away and I won’t see him for a month, but he’s also staying just 20 minutes from my hometown, in the part of the world I grew up in.
So I’m not just missing him, I’m also incredibly homesick.
I didn’t think I’d be this affected by it. I’ve got other things to occupy myself, like my son and all the exercise I’ve been doing lately. But I think the double hit of missing him and missing home is taking its toll on me.
A big part of me doesn’t want to be here right now, and I’m having a really hard time focusing on what I need to be doing.