Another Monday.

Sigh. Two more days before I can see HIS face again.

It's somebody's birthday. Served my greeting already so I've done my duty.

I would very much like to tell him to MOVE-the-Fart-ON but he, of course, never listens. It's been four years, honey. Oh well, never mind.

Happy birthday, anyway.

WHEW.

No post in three days! Tuesday was for nitpicking details and last-minute instructions. Wednesday was for some work and going to the mall. Thursday I spent with myself and my family.

And now Friday. Three solid days without HIM and I'm already wilting.

Another Monday.

This is not a happy day.

HE leaves tomorrow for Melbourne. And I, I will be left alone. With nothing to occupy my time except self-loathing and daydreaming about things I could never have.

I wish...