manquer

talking to fozz at 7:30a and knowing it's almost midnight for him in NZ and that he has to go to sleep
makes me sad.
that whole, knowing that while i was sleeping, he was x thousand miles away, getting off work and going home and being awake.
distance hurts a tiny bit, sometimes, you know?
when you realize how great it is.
even when they're right next to you.
distance in all forms.
remember that.
(especially you assholes that try to break up with your girlfriends the 'kind' way)
i miss you, ben.