Me and my SO are still working out all the plans for our meeting in November. We're both really really excited and nervous. He's more nervous than me though. He has this terrible feeling that I'm going to meet him and not want him (oh please, as if.) so I'm trying to help him get over that fear. He says it won't go away until after we actually meet. Time is so strange. Sometimes it feels like minutes are dragging by. Like the clock is going backwards. Other times it's like we're living in fast forward. I can't believe it's July. Wasn't it just April? Wasn't it just December?! We've been together for nearly 7 months now. O.O It feels like we've just always been together (you know that feeling where you can't remember what it was like without them) but at the same time 7 months sounds like a long time. And in some ways 4 more months (almost 3) sounds like not that long, but when I think about the date (November 13th) it seems like a long ways away. I dunno. I'm just rambling. Time is weird. I really can't wait until it's less than 100 days. That just seems like a big deal.
All in all, life is good. There's some hard things (living an hour away from my close friends and feeling I have no one to turn to and being extremely far from the person I love), but life is good. I have great people in my life, even if they can't be with me all the time. I have an amazing boyfriend, a great family, and awesome friends.