Night time is the worst....

During the day I'm ok with being a homebody and I'm ok with Danny being gone. I'm adjusting to the life of cooking for one and laundry for one. I feel like I'm single yet not at the same time. I'm sort of in limbo. A very awkward limbo. And here it is almost 10:00 pm and I feel like getting out of the house but there really isn't anything for me to do or to do it with. I really don't like being alone at night. I really hate not being with Danny. I keep trying to remind myself that this is going to be worth it. And he's where he needs to be. I need to remind myself it could always be worse. And some days it helps. Other days not so much. And unfortunately today is one of those days. I know I'm gonna see Danny in 2 days. And we get to spend the entire week together. But today I'm just missing him. My house feels so empty without him. I feel like there is something missing in my life when he's not around. Even before he went to Wyoming if he was just at work, I'd feel like something was missing. I feel so complete when I have him near me. And I know that sounds extremely cheesy but it's the truth.

I really really hate this.