We all had a quiet Sunday. It was in the 70s, will be in the mid-50s tonight, and will stay that way for most of this week. It is so good to have the windows and doors open.
My mind did something today that surprised me. I was walking past my laptop when a thought flashed through my mind: "Oh! I need to check my blog to see if John has written back yet!" I do so wish you could. I don't know if I'm still accustomed to texting and emailing with you when we're apart, or if talking to you here just feels that intimate and immediate. Or if I'm just crazy. Either way, I was reminded again how very much I miss you.
I won't go on because my fingers are still sore, and you've heard it all before anyway. I love you, I miss you, I wish either you were here or I was there, and I hope for the situation to be remedied as soon as possible.