Sir came for the weekend. Yesterday, we had a nice day together and then went to a play party with Pup and some of my friends, where he fulfilled one of my craziest fantasies. This morning, we realized he first spoke to me three years and two days ago (shush, we always miss the mark a little.)
I’ve got to drive him to the airport soon. I have been so grateful that he’s been in the states and that I’ve been able to have this much time with him this summer. But it only makes being with him feel like the norm, which is great until he’s gone. So, yeah, I’ll miss him a lot.