day 3 or so

Can't speak much. Dry. 
Frustrated I can't be myself. Stories from the trip I can't share.
Pain. Fed up. I want to go home.
I want to be around her.
I miss them both. Gave the presents. No excitement. Nothing.  Dead eyes.

I wish I could make the changes and return. This is the hard decision I must make to provide even when I'm not around. Get my insurance up to speed. 

During the travel every spot,  every food was something I knew she would enjoy. We make a damm good couple when travelling. 

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