He's leaving for Norway for six months. I will see him at Christmas. I can't handle thinking about it. It's so silly, I would make fun of someone else for being like this, but it's true and I can't pretend I'm not effing devastated.
This is a blog with no aspirations. It does not want to change the world. It does not need to have its voice heard. It would be happy as a fry cook on Venus.
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