A Middle-of-the-Night Aerosmith Attack

I certainly “don’t wanna close my eyes… don’t wanna fall asleep” cause I miss him, and I don’t want to miss a thing.  My corniness does freak me out sometimes, I have to admit!  But I can’t help it.  Steven Tyler has gotten into my system and has got me singing his song in almost-perfect pitch.

Last night, no matter how tired I was, I couldn’t sleep.  I kept thinking about Mr. SO (Significant Other) who is miles away from me.  We have been in this long distance relationship for two years now. Anyone who’s been in the same boat will agree with me that it’s no walk in the park.

There are days when I’m ok, there are days when I’m not.  My mood pendulum swings in the direction of a happy kind of longing one minute and moves towards a painful, heart-wrenching ache the next.

I oftentimes catch myself contentedly reminiscing about precious moments with him, but sometimes, the longing just gets so bad that I wish I had a teleportation device handy.   I want to break all laws of quantum physics and leap straight into his lap in the blink of an eye.

When it comes to the formula for making LDR’s work, I am absolutely clueless.  But I have faith that it will all turn out beautifully, just like my last haircut at this cheap salon.  In his little ways, Mr. SO shows his love.  That’s what keeps me going and believing that love knows no distance.

I feel another song coming on…

How Not To Miss Someone

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder. What they don’t tell you is that it can also make you insane. Being away from the one you hold most dear sometimes finds you staring blankly at the ceiling with a profuse amount of drool slowly making its way down your chin.

Possibly one of the saddest things that could happen to anyone of us is to be miles away from the one we love. As much as we’d always want to just keep them close and put them on a leash, certain life circumstances inevitably push us into dreaded situations where we or they have to be physically away for long periods. Sometimes it’s a job, school or the army which forces the one we love to pack his bags and fly off to distant lands.

Heart-wrenching as it is, we are left with no choice but to cope. So how do we do that, in between wiping off the drool and tears from our cheeks? Here are some things you can do to survive:

Hide those calendars. The more you count the days until you’re reunited with your love, the longer it seems.

Immerse yourself in reality talent shows. Who would’ve thought Simon Cowell can be therapeutic? You can spend hours cheaply amusing yourself simply by watching those singing or dancing shows. Don’t let anyone stop you, if you feel like joining the show yourself.

Do crossword puzzles. Do those which fill an entire magazine page. Stretch your brain to its limits.

Blog. If you don’t have one, comment on other blogs. What can be more fun than peeking into other people’s lives? Count. Okay, when it’s only a few weeks to go before your loved one gets back, then you can start taking out that calendar and counting the days. At least you’ll have something to look forward to.

But if you choose to go down the old beaten path of painting the town red with your friends and drowning yourself in alcohol in an attempt to numb the pain, that’s perfectly fine. Just take responsibility for that nasty, post-party hangover.

At the end of the day, no matter how busy you try to make yourself, you might still find yourself pining for your distant love. Once you hit the sack, that’s when reality hits you and the tears begin to trickle again. All you’re left with then is an aching heart… and a wet pillow.