Old trout. Stop taking holidays. Where are you even going in a lockdowned pandemic?! Oh, nowhere? Weird. It's almost like all you need is a break from me. Ugh. You are a treacherous old trout, I hate you. If only you weren't so lovely as well, this would be much easier. Do you know whom else I miss when I don't have contact them? No? Oh well, listen up; it's no one. Everyone else in my life (my partner, my best friends, my family) are nice additional extras. I never miss them because I am an emotional dullard. But you take a holiday and I am freaking out because we won't have contact for TWELVE days. God, I hate you.