I'm 5 hours behind my family. And I'm 5 hours behind the love of my life.
I'm here. I've been here for a couple of days. Not bad - kind of enjoying it... 'cept for the time zone differences...
Evenings are the worst. I miss my loved ones the most when the sun starts setting. By then they are all asleep, leaving me with no one to talk to.
At least I have you, dear Reader...
It's just not the same...
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