No Day Like Today

Matt landed in Singapore early this morning. Wifey went to pick him up. I kept myself busy the whole day so I wouldn’t think about him.

“ Have a good flight back”, I had told him over the phone yesterday morning. “Thanks. See you soon Baby. Love you” he had said. “Me too”, I had mumbled. We hung up and I made haste in preparing to go to the office. What have I done? Fallen back into the abyss it would seem. Am I out of my mind? Or am I a masochist, as suggested by some of you? Maybe. Are justifications important? They were, but they don’t seem to be anymore.

He comes by my place in the afternoon. “I have a few hours” he says. Wifey is out at a gathering with friends and he’s to join her later. I try not to think too much and just focus on the present. Afterall, the present is the only certainty I have.