Smile:)

Last night I had to work, for like almost 3 hours. I left my phone in the car and when I got in my car to leave work around 9:15 I had 5 missed calls. They were all from this weird number I didn't know. I'm used to the weird numbers now, and I usually answer it if I can because its always Patrick. So I listened to the voicemails, and it was him. I wanted to talk to him so bad, and I almost cried because I missed his call. While I was listening to the voicemail, my phone beeped and he was calling me back. I answered it and I couldn't hear him at all and then I guess he hung up. So he called back a few minutes later and I could finally hear him. I told him all about what happened to me this week, and he told me how much he hated they desert, and all about what he has to do and how much he has to walk. I was just happy to be able to talk to him. I miss hearing his voice. I can't wait for him to come home.