It’s day 3 and I’m traveling with my family for the weekend. Now, don’t get me wrong, I love my family (most of the time).
But is it so wrong that I just want to be around Gavin every moment of every day for the foreseeable future?
I want to work next to him and brush my teeth while standing on one leg in his living room and eat things with him and walk around mostly naked in his kitchen.
Alas, I am doing the opposite of all that. I am stuck in a small car with my family driving through the snow on our way to the middle of nowhere. WHY????????
Today I realized that I am in freaking LOVE.
Even the most enjoyable experiences like drinking the first sip of latte and writing in front of the fire and eating Scandinavian Swimmers from Trader Joe’s feel dimmed in his absence.
I haven’t felt this lovesick in a while and can do absolutely nothing about it for the next 48 hours.