I miss my guy.
He's still working on training materials for a course that is rather new. He's training and tweaking it as he goes.
I miss talking to him. Holding his hand. Hearing about his day. Everything.
It's nice that I have a couple of stuffed plush toys, a purple sheep named Woolly and an owl named Owly, that are on my bed. I'm glad that I can cuddle them when I miss him.
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