The nice thing about being a prestigious doctor of psychology is that you get to fly all over the world attending conferences and stuff like that.
The crappy thing about being engaged to a globetrotting psychologist is that I don’t get to go with her.
Dropped Steph off at the airport so she could traipse off to Amsterdam to speak at some conference. I’m sure that it’s all just some excuse for a bunch of smart people to go debaucherously cruising the Red Light District and that I’ll probably never see her again, but I hope she has fun anyway.
Miss you already, Sweetie. Be safe.