Last night's dinner with Errol did me good. Affirmed my stand and decision, reassured that this is the right way to go. I enjoyed myself, though I was dead tired and so was he I believe.
On another page, realised how we can take for granted someone who's always there. Until the day that he/she is gone, then you start appreciating the things that they do for you and how much their presence means.
No one to cheer me up with stupid songs and ridiculous jokes after a day's work.
No one to irritate the hell out of me.
No one for me to bitch to at night.
No one for me to.....whatever I feel like doing to him.
Thank goodness it's only for the next 2 weeks! I'll miss him.
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