I just took my best friend to the airport so he can spend 10 days traipsing around Austria and Hungary.

As happy for him as I am, I still have that pathetic feeling like when you've just broken up with someone and for the first time you sit in a room and think about what you're going to do with yourself for the next couple of hours/days/weeks and realize that you're entirely alone.*

Maybe it's a good thing he's gone away for a while.

*I'm not at all alone, of course. In fact, I could use a few less social engagements over the next few weeks to enjoy some time alone... I just miss him already, that's all.