Missing Him

Last night Brandon had to go back to our home town for a doctor's appointment schedule for today.  I disapprove of this decision.  This meant he got home from work, we chatted with our new potential roommate for a bit, I began making dinner and then he left.  At like 7:30pm!  I, assuming he'd hang around for a while before going back, felt uprooted.  Well not me, myself, but I felt like Brandon was uprooted from me. 

(Realizing this all sounds very petty and selfish- I don't care)

Anyhow, I spent all evening alone.  Well Hudson was here, but he isn't much of a conversationalist.  Although it was nice to get to watch whatever I wanted to watch on TV, and make the foods I wanted without any compromising, getting up to make the bed and realizing I just have to fold the one corner I moved to slide into the bed and tuck myself in- as opposed to all the covers being sideways and ruffled when we both sleep in the bed.... the rest of it sucked!  Even before Brandon and I lived together there were very few nights we didn't sleep in the same bed.  So this was like a blast from the past- and I'm truly not interested in going back to those times.  So, Brandon don't leave me alone overnight again...please!?

This dog looks lonely- I don't know him, and I'm not sitting out in the rain... but I was lonely.  I felt a dramatic photo would help convey that feeling to the readers.