this is the third thursday that i've driven to the airport and the crack of dawn.
the third thursday that i've had the day off, only to spend it lounging by my lonesome.
this is the third thursday that boyfriend (husband) spent his AM hours on a non stop flight.
the third thursday he's had a luxurious room all to himself.
this is the third thursday that we've practiced for interviews over the phone.
the third thursday that my inbox has been filled pictures of that city.
this transition into adulthood is funny...and kind of repetitive?
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