21

21. Twenty-one. Vignt-et-un. Nijuuichi.

The number of days left until my Adam comes home. I feel like he has been gone a whole year already. I cannot stand this no talking to him thing. I hate not knowing where he is or if he is safe out on the dangerous waters of the Atlantic. I am doing everything in my power to keep busy and to keep my mind off of him. But it's impossible not to worry about my lover and best friend. Yes it is just a month, but it is just THE longest month of my life so far. Atleast when he was at Plebe Summer he was able to write. I can't even get a letter in the mail! Not so much as a small text either. I have gotten a total of 5 emails while he was in Canada. But they were short. I miss talking to my love. I feel like I am in a trance, just going through the motions until he comes home to me. I am trying to prepare for our trip and keep busy with working, but I can't keep my mind off of him.

Enough whining for now. I am off to workout and work for the night.