He is riding rollercoasters without me. He is sampling foreign cuisine without me. He is taking in the touristy sites without me.
After hanging out with him all summer, exploring national parks and nature's wonders, it is H-A-R-D to imagine he could be doing all that--AND having fun-- without me.
Yes, yes, I know it has been a long patrol. Yes, I know he deserves it. Yes, I know that as soon as he returns to his stateroom the long list of emails and to dos will quell any so-called fun he may have had that inport. But, I am allowed to be jealous, aren't I?
So what if I went hiking, halibut fishing, and toured Seattle in his absence? So what if I got to decorate the house without an ounce of unsolicited input? So what if the dog will not recognize him when he gets home?
He got to ride rollercoasters, dernit!
Eh, a semi-sarcastic rant to document how much I miss hanging with my best friend and wondering if he has any of the same notions...