Lonely in Las Vegas
I miss my wife and kids. It always hits me at the end of the day. Whenever they are gone I make myself very busy doing the things that I wouldn't feel right doing if they were waiting on me to come home: hanging out with my single friends, reading a book at starbucks, seeing a movie, etc. Complete autonomy is quite attractive to me...but only for a few hours at a time. Then all at once I get lonely.
So, sleep well tonight, honey. And night-night bubba-boos. Daddy loves you.