He's traveling to London, Ibiza, Valencia, and Calpe till next week, that and the fact that my startup is on the floating side buy me so much time to write, hence the long overdue completed Summer 2015 tales / daily journals; finally.
I knew the last two days would mess me up inside, but actually shedding a tear was beyond expectation. It will continue to hurt while we are away, with some days being even more painful than the others, and in some it takes next to every effort to remind each other that we are only communicating via FaceTime.
The first half of today was the better one. This half? A living nightmare.
