I saved post on post to pacify my impatience.
Dude I’d have a plan for any day.
I saved breakfast spots we could try.
A few board games we could buy.
I even thought of booking a pottery class and imagined how I’d convinced you to come.
I planned so far ahead, so confident that your mind was moving as fast as mine.
Now I’m 3 weeks to coming home. And you’ve locked the door and moved on.









