Sleeper

I've come up with a 10 year's old analogy for what we're dealing with and told her this like 3 weeks ago. Basically what I've said was we're like in a race that has just began and we are nearing the 1/4th mark. We may get discouraged by the distance that looms among us, but once we get past the half mark or shoot me in the ass, 3/4's of the race, that is when the real race begins. The giddyness sets in.

I'm not saying that I'm not giddy right now at the thought of seeing her again cause believe me, I fucking am. I've already spent countless hours practicing my "why did you ever go back here, you left me all alone"-face. (I KID, I KID!).
Kidding aside, just the mere thought of being with her again, let alone doing what we tend to do, like watching bad movies to laugh at them, is making my heart warm in all the right places.
Her on my side is the real-life equivalent of Judd Nelson's self righteous raised fist on freeze frame at the end of The Breakfast Club. And yes, I am hyping that up.

It'll probably be crazy or low-key when we're nearing the finish line. Who knows what will happen?! We might drink some cheap wine and pretend how we know fine art.
But the one thing I'm sure of is I'll be sleeping and sleeping, because sleeping is my no. 1 ally in seeing her again. The more I sleep, the faster we get through this.