The wait is almost over. On Sunday, I finally get to start my journey to see Shane.
His has already begun. Shane left his base yesterday for KAF and is going through whatever annoying process the Army has for R&R.
Everyone keeps asking if I’m excited.
Well, duh!
Nerves are starting to creep in like crazy. It has been since January 20th that I saw Shane. And you know, it really doesn’t feel like it’s been that long most of the time. With technology being what it is and hearing from Shane many times a week, he often doesn’t feel 8,000 miles away. If we’re not talking, I’m thinking about him, talking about him, or dreaming about him.
But hell, tonight it feels like it’s been forever.
Tonight it hit me how long it’s truly been since. I spoke to my friend Tristan who moved out of town in June. She and I became close friends for the five months before she moved. Shane never even knew her.
Then I spoke to my bud Chris who was in town in March for SXSW, and it felt like forever since I saw him. To think that I haven’t seen Shane for two whole months before that…well that’s just crazy.
Right now, I can’t even say I’m excited. I am missing the shit out of him, and these next couple days are going to be torture. I think the true “excitement” thing will happen once I get to Dallas and am waiting to board my plane. For tonight, I'm fluctuating between nerves and disbelief that I really get to see him soon.
Oy vey. So much to do still. Packing has been a slow work in progress. I’ll finish Saturday.
This isn’t the last of my posts before I depart. I’ll probably post a spastic OMG freaking out one before I leave for the airport.
Ahhhhhhh three days! Check that, almost two. Thank goodness, because I really can't stand this anymore.
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