Nostalgia

Over the past seventy-two hours I've spent almost all my time working on the surprise for Mark. He's visiting tomorrow and still doesn't know what it is, so I can't reveal it on here, but even though we have a very small history compared to a lot of couples, I have spent a lot of that time laying in pools of nostalgia. Of course, I don't need to think back to smile at us. Mark makes me smile every day, and I can look forward too, especially to tomorrow.

The other day was another trek into Southampton with Hayley. We had a great time, even though it was only really me buying anything. And then she came back to mine and slept over. The rom coms and talking were worth the aches and pains of walking all day and the lack of sleep too. Her female company is always a blessing, especially when we get to chat in the dark.

After tomorrow, the next big thing on the list is the zoo on Monday. Both me and Hayley are looking forward to it immensely, and I can say with a fairly sure confidence that Mark and Ash are too. I miss going out as a group to somewhere, especially with that particular group. Unfortunately, with Mark so far away, it isn't always possible, in fact the next time looks to be my birthday.

I look forward to this weekend with a mixture of feelings like a badly brewed cocktail. I feel happy and excited obviously, at the prospect of seeing Mark again. But I also feel a sadness verging on misery, it will be the last time I see Mark probably until November because, from here on out, neither of us will have time except in the evening. The dawn of a new Uni year begins on the twenty-seventh of this month and, though I'm looking forward to it very much, this summer is something that I loath to let go of. I can say without hesitation that it has been the best summer I have ever had.

To all those who made it so: Hayley, Ash and Mark especially - Thank you!