Don't tell him

I have to admit that I look forward to times when I know Jamie will be away for a couple of days. I'm a loner at heart, he is too, it's why it works in a way.

I love being alone. I need head space sometimes and find it hard to think or create with company.

So I'm enjoying my 48 hours of solitude. Very much.

It sounds like I don't miss him doesn't it?

Don't tell him but when he's away and I'm enjoying my solitude, I'm usually wearing his favourite clothes. Not because they're big and comfy (which they are) but because they're his, and he's not here.