It's been 4 weeks today now since Derick has gone home. As a note I hate it when I'm not the one traveling home. There is something about it that makes me cry less after we've said our last goodbye. Perhaps it's that I don't have a room of memories to go home to, my room is just as I left it. He made it home ok though so that's good. 
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I've decided that I don't particularly want everyone reading my journal. I will probably add you if you are in a community I am in and I have read/enjoyed/recognise your posts and comments. Oh, and the anonymous viewers showing up in my "profile stats" section is starting to creep me out.