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No fiance.

OTOH, leaving him at the airport after about three hours of sleep meant that both of us were too wiped to get as emotionally worked up as we usually do, though the "returning in four months to get married" part might've also helped. Got to watch the sunrise as I drove home. Got home just in time to miss any traffic whatsoever. Fell asleep on the loveseat--going to the bedroom was too much effort or something.

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Feeling very... "crunchy," as N-chan so often puts it. Brain dead. Fried. Raw. Missing my life, who should currently be somwhere over the Atlantic Ocean or at least approaching it fast. Thus, pondering major crashage. And hopefully not waking up until the end of the week or so.