It's... kind of just hitting me that he'll be gone for a good few years. Breaks notwithstanding.

He hugged me g'bye at the Airport. And I kind of didn't hug back. In my head, I like to imagine I put on a show of being emotionally strong, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't regret that, and that it doesn't upset me at the moment.

That's.. really all. I'm doing some physical labor today, and hopefully tomorrow I'll be able to get some work done. I wish I had more to show, but things have just been hectic. That's a really stupid excuse that doesn't hold any water, but it's all I got.