Night

Night is the loneliest time during the day. At night, a person is left alone with just thoughts, and feelings. The best way to cope with these thoughts and feelings is to write them all down, then let it out. This is why I love writing in my blog. It allows me to freely express myself, and to let my emotions pour into my writing.

I start missing him at night because that is when I think about how we would lay in bed, either watching tv, cuddling, or just sleeping together. I liked how I made myself comfortable. I would always put my leg over his, and I would always try to curl up close to him in the beginning of the night. When I woke up the next day, my leg would still kind of be over him, but I would find myself further away from him, most likely because it gets really hot in the room at night. His cat would always sleep with us too. She would either sleep in the middle of us, or on top of one of the many pillows on the bed.

I miss cuddling with his cat. I loved his cat, and would find a chance to either cuddle with her, or just to pet her. She is a good, passive, calm cat. She also loved her treats, when she got them. We would always feed her at least one or two treats per day when I was over there. She would also always greet us at the door, after we did some shopping. V's cat is such a cute cat, and I miss her, as well as V.

These eight months are going to fly by. I just have to keep my mind focused on work, and try not to think about how far we are at the moment.