Hopelessly Devoted, Apparently

Paul left earlier today for a weekend of LARP-ing. Although Paul and I have spent literally months apart before, I am for some reason devastated by this. I'm scared to be alone. I've spent so much of my life alone, and yet the prospect of 60 hours by myself is awe inspiring, in a bad way. I can speculate on a few reasons why this is, but I won't bore you with the contents of my psyche. Just, maybe, send an extra well wish, or prayer, or phone call, or email my way this weekend. Thanks :)