So, today is a beautiful day in the city. A little rainy, but warm and very nice. It’s days like this when I miss Mr. Swiss. I would go over to his place in the evening after work. We would sit outside and enjoy the weather, maybe have a drink, and catch up on the day or talk about other random stuff. It was so comfortable.  No one understands this…. my friends look at me with this sad pathetic look in their eyes like they are saying “We told you so”, but honestly….. I don’t think it’s something that they can comprehend. I’m not in love with him… just really REALLY enjoyed him. And miss him…. a lot.