home again, home again, jiggety jig

i'm on day four of no boy.  i miss him.  i can't sleep properly, ava can't sleep properly, it's lonesome around supper-time when he usually comes home and i get to talk to him and leave ava with him for a bit so i can have a break, it's lonesome after suppertime when ava's in bed...i guess i kinda like him.  and i miss him...and, although i mighta cried the day he left, i've survived and tomorrow evening he'll be home.  hurry home to me, curt.  please.