The bf left for Japan early this morning. I was lying in bed forcing my brain to comprehend that it was time to get up as he rushed around the apartment grabbing black shirts and white socks. Overly tired, I settled for zombie mode and was thankful when he slipped back into bed to give me sweet little pecks of affection. It didn't last long since he was already a few minutes behind his schedule and left our tiny apartment for the bright and fast lights of Tokyo. It's gonna be a whole week that I won't see/hear his voice since my schedule is insane and the time difference would mean one of us has to lose sleep.
We didn't even get to have a dinner date last night because we were so busy, but when he comes back and after he rests up I bet we will have lots to chat about.
I'll update him on Hoarders and he can tell me all about Japan.
Le sigh... on the plus side this means I can study in silence without his video games disturbing me.