Feels so weird how much I miss my boyfriend right now. I’ve been gone for what, 9 days? and it feels like a bloody life time! I’ll never wish to be back at home but I really, really wish he was able to join in the fun with me. It’s just strange to actually miss someone. He’s the best and I feel so happy and lucky, what a year this has turned out to be. Roll on Turkey in September, woo!