I also had four pieces of pizza, watched a torrential downpour, laughed with Modern Family and sipped some piping hot coffee. All with my beau. I feel so lucky to have someone to cuddle and smile with. Someone that asks "Can I hold you?" and tells me I look beautiful even in my most simple states of being.
I'm anxious to get home, but also so not looking forward to being away from this lovely, lovely man. I have no doubts that we will be okay, but going from hours together every day to maybe once a week? Not a fan.
Oh well. No use worrying about the future when I still have four nights and three days with this handsome stud.