"Is Johnny coming to lunch with us today?" said one of my coworkers.

"I don't know. Let's check and see if he brought his balls with him." said Brooklyn.

I busted up laughing, of course. They give me shit because I eat lunch with my sweetheart every chance I get. Y'see, I'm one of those rare people in a relationship who actually enjoys the company of their partner. So while many fellas look at work as a chance to get away from their significant other, I look at it as something that takes me away.

I'm not about to ramble on about what makes people hate the people they love, because I really have no insight into it. I've let relationships go on longer than they should, but there's a difference between falling out of love and intensely despising the person you're with. That's why I've never cheated on anyone- I've never been in a situation where I disrespected the person that I had a commitment to enough to betray their trust. I understand it when I see two people who care about each other very deeply but have concrete needs that cannot be satisfied in the relationship- I know why they fight and make up all the time. But couples for whom there's never good times? I guess it's similar to the force that causes women to stick with men who abuse them. I've always told my SOs that they should leave me on the spot if I ever hit them in anger... but it's not really a problem when your sweetie can kick your ass. :)

The downside, of course, of being so close is that you can't function apart. She's gone for six days, and I'm worthless. I just mope around... getting sad over things like drinking coffee because we usually have a cup together in the morning before work. Spending hours at the gym because there's no reason to go home. Even staying late at work.

Oh, well. Only two more days. This will help me not to take her for granted so much. And appreciate that I have someone to miss.