It's way past midnight. I'm in bed, recently deciding to call it a night since finding out that my latest, revised-for-a-million-times thesis result was still bad.
Every inch on my body is screaming to get some rest, but I know what I want to do is make sure he has arrived in his destination safely. His flight left from Dusseldorf and has just now landed in Alicante, from there he would take a bus to Calpe where he'd spend a few days just by the beach, probably (not) applying sun tan lotions on girls with bikini and killer body. :P
Gosh, I miss him. I miss him so much.
