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Nobody who hasn't been in a long distance relationship can understand what happens the last few days of a visit, when you know your time together will end soon and you won't be able to touch each other or look at each other for months.
The awareness of this colors everything you do; even grocery shopping is tainted, when you buy food you want to make together and then realize you have fewer dinners left than you've already bought food for (right now, there are 3jars of spaghetti sauce in the cupboard, murmuring to me that I'll probably only participate in one of them).
Activities cannot be planned ahead, for there is no time to plan them in. Stuff that has been put off is hectically crammed into the schedule, or scrapped, while a general apathy towards doing things sinks over you, even things that will distract you from impending events (at least our trip was a remarkably successful distractor).
Worst of all, every hug is laced with a hint of sadness.
The awareness of this colors everything you do; even grocery shopping is tainted, when you buy food you want to make together and then realize you have fewer dinners left than you've already bought food for (right now, there are 3jars of spaghetti sauce in the cupboard, murmuring to me that I'll probably only participate in one of them).
Activities cannot be planned ahead, for there is no time to plan them in. Stuff that has been put off is hectically crammed into the schedule, or scrapped, while a general apathy towards doing things sinks over you, even things that will distract you from impending events (at least our trip was a remarkably successful distractor).
Worst of all, every hug is laced with a hint of sadness.
waah!
Awwww...