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sunday cannot come soon enough. i need him home. i hate when he's away. hate it. i was very sad the first few days. then i got distracted with all the work i had to do around the house. i've become burnt out and i'm putting the rest of this place on hold for a few days, but now i am out of distractions. i miss my babe. i want to cuddle and kiss and be silly and sleep. talking on the phone isn't even close to what i need. we are bad at phone talking. ugggh.