there he was...gone

My living room seems strangely big and empty. I thought the "no clutter" look would make me happy (it's supposed to according to the Feng shui book she gave him) but it just seems sterile and lonely. The quiet I craved isn't quite as peaceful as I'd thought it would be. (It never is really).

I miss him already. I hope it's not another two years before I see him again.