So dear readers, instead of the third and final installment of my desk objects, I've decided to write about something else. The day I had today was pretty crap to be honest; both of my tower computers decided to kill themselves on the same day, the Internet has been playing up again, and Mark's geographical distance is beginning to get to me.
I know it's only really been three days since we were last together, and I know it won't be long until we meet again, but right at this moment I'd give almost anything to be with him. Still, perhaps I'm just feeling like this because it doesn't feel like we spent all that much time together recently, not through any faults of our own, we've just had things that need doing. My mind keeps telling me it'll be better this weekend, but the rest of me is having trouble soaking it in.
On the plus side, the promise of a shopping trip with Hayley before I head over to Malta is relieving some (though admittedly not all) of the troubling thoughts floating about at the moment. I kinda wish Hayley could come with me, but I know she can't this time, perhaps next time though. I can say, without any doubt, that I will miss her while I'm there.
Back in the present it is cloudy outside, with the look of rain, and I'd desperately like it to. The addition of a glass of Asti would be welcome too, and a strong cool breeze. Unfortunately none of these fond wishes seem immediately available, and may not be for some time. Of course, it's not going to rain in Malta.
Getting out of this place will be a refreshing break, and my god, I need it after this summer. Too many sudden realisations have rocked me this summer and, though I often don't show it, my heart could really use the feel of my man again.
Anyway, before I grow too sentimental and write something soppy, I shall say good evening.
No comments:
Post a Comment