Matt dropped me off at JFK yesterday, and I knew it was going to be bad. I had been fighting mysel fto not go on this trip for the pst 48 or so hours, but as I got out of the car, tears welled up in my eyes and I lost it. I cried like an idiot in the middle of the terminal. Then I ran back out to the car and gave him a kiss, cried a little more,
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