For the first time since the start of this year and other good things, I am alone. Very alone. AE is in the US and it was meant to be a fly by night trip. Unfortunately airports, the weather and runway conditions don't make things as smooth as we would like them to be. I have never felt this alone before when he travels. It might have to do with my hormones or plain boredom. Uni is over and I really have nothing to do to keep myself occupied. The weather is so pathetic, I can't even take a walk for a breath of fresh air. I was hoping he would get some vague connection and make it back as per plan. But no. He is going to be delayed by another day and night. And to think, I have been watching the hours tick away and counting the nights alone on my fingers: 4 - 3 - 2 - 1 and now 2 again. I am feeling as low as one ever can. I don't even feel upto hanging out or catching a movie, which is not me at all! My emotions are running sky high. I really don't know how to handle this.