Long distance. Oh boy, does this word suck!
I’m 855 miles away from my significant other. That’s close to 15 hours driving. 10 days walking. I can’t remember the biking time…bc I totally wouldn’t bike to her…I would die because I’m so uncoordinated.
Anyway, yea..you can laugh..I did Google Map it.
It’s been a few months since I left Georgia, but goodbyes haven’t gotten any better. eek. I think it’s gotten worse. I feel so melodramatic when she leaves. I burst into tears. I give her hugs and refuse to let go. I roll around telling her I’m going to miss her so much. I look like I’m in a crazy soap opera.
Now, you probably think I am so silly writing this. And honestly, I pride myself in being a strong, independent woman…but, gosh…it’s tough being away from the only person you want to be with. It’s super duper duper duper hard.
But, I’m going to try to be a little less dramatic when she leaves on Sunday. I mean…she will be back soon. But, till then, I will enjoy the hugs when I come home…the morning kisses she gives…and that feeling of calm when you know that the person you love is right beside you.
Plus, I have a totally awesome date with my girl on Friday. So..be jealous!
