Today is the date of my partners' birthday. Or at least the day that just passed was, it's after midnight, today was a fun day, I spoke to her pretty much the entire day and I could Skype her before she went out for a meal with her family. Everything is relatively fine. I should mention that it is long distance. 4000 Miles, and yes, it is hard, very hard sometimes, but she's worth it. After she left for her meal, I went back t my own thing, I played games, I ate, listened to music, everything as normal, but when left alone I'm prompted to think, and although I'm a happy, emotionally stable boy, I am capable of being sad from time to time and thinking isn't inherently a bad thing, but thinking about the distance is something that I wouldn't recommend to myself or anyone else in a long distance relationship. It seems that when I think of the 400 miles between us, the distance becomes real, the portal to her that is my phone or computer isn't there to protect me, and I ache, I get scared, like I'm lost, I have a deep fear of large, open and empty spaces, like the ocean (or space) and I get the same kind of sick feeling when I think about just how far she is. I don't link it. But I'll stress again, she is worth every crack in my composure. Sorry that there is no real rhythm to this, it's just a ramble, not even really to be read by anyone other than myself, but it can't hurt to make it public.