i go home in 16 hours.
it’s hard to describe how much I want to go home. my whole being is just longing to go home.
i miss Dusty so unbelievably much, if i think about him for too long i bring myself to the verge of sobbing. it sounds so dramatic but Dusty has always been one of my bestest friends and it’s very hard to be away from him.
For 44.3009% of my life, (which I calculated to the day), he has been My little guy. From the first instant I held him as a 7 week old puppy, I knew that he would forever be My dog. I’ll never forget the way his little legs would trip over blades of grass when we first brought him home because he was just too tiny for the big world. He’s been there with me through very rough times, ALWAYS licking my tears away when they come. Now he’s bigger, and his beautiful soul is just as radiant as the first day I held him.
I love him so deeply and I just can’t stop.
he may be “just a dog”, but he is My dog.
i CAN’T WAIT TO SEE HIM
on another, less dramatic note, i’m going to hangout with my friends and i’m SO EXCITED for it!!
and i’m going to get my nails done and see my house again!! and my pool again!! and my family. I’m just so excited and I just can’t wait.
see you soon baby -holz