I keep the pillow you slept on when you were home next to me at night. Its a poor substitute, but I imagine it still retains the scent of you. Sometimes it comforts me, but other times it just makes me miss you all the more.
When I can't sleep, I start counting.
You left for the first job 65 days ago.
41 days later you came home for 11 days.
We got married 15 days ago.
You will come home again in 36 days and stay for 5 days (5? or 4?).
Then you'll go back to work and be gone for another 122 days, give or take travel time between this job and the next.
Altogether, when these three contracts are done, you will have been gone somewhere around 225 days altogether. Over seven months. More than half a year.
I need to stop counting. Its not helping me sleep.
