So today’s day 3 of Paula’s trip to Spain, so that leaves like 33 days I believe left. Hmph..I hate being apart. we have to do it all too often; but at least this time it’s so that she can have an amazing experience and go to spain like she’s always dreamed of (not that college isn’t an amazing experience, but not like this one). But of course, it’s just my luck that once she gets home I’ll already have started my job at a day camp working from like 8-3 and then she has her summer classes every weeknight not long after so that clearly makes it a little hard to figure out timing to see each other and everything. Obviously there are the weekends, which will be mostly when we hang out I’m sure, but she has to see her family this summer too, they’re really close and I love it and love her family, and weekends usually are a good time to see them. I’m probably going to go over at night after her classes for a couple hours a couple times a week, but it still sucks that we won’t have more time together. We’ll make it work, we always do; and hey, it’s a lot better than not being able to see each other at all. Kind of like now, I can’t see her or talk to her really or at least very limitedly can and so far idk when I’ll be able to. I have heard from her and she sounds so happy and that does make me really truly happy, it makes me smile just thinking about it, but if I’m going to be honest, that happens whenever I think about her in general..hey, what can I say? I can’t help it, I love her more than anything. I really am happy she’s already really enjoying herself, that’s what makes being apart easier, knowing she’s happy where she is (and knowing she’s thinking of me doesn’t hurt either, so I obviously am happy about that). I love that lady with all of my heart, I can’t even explain how she makes me feel.