Chapter 27Bags checked in and security done. I have never had the going home blues. I have always felt ready to go home and sleep in my own bed, unpack, do the washing and show off my tan. Going home has never been a problem, until now. Normally, after such a fantastic holiday you would be all over your partner, kissing, cuddling, holding hands, one last splurge in the duty free but not today. After the holiday of a lifetime, I am returning home alone and it's unbearable. I'm not aching to be with him but what's killing me is the incessant overthinking. Is he a good guy? Is he worth the wait? Will he deliver? Not only is my internal dialogue torturing me with the constant questions, it is also savvy enough to remind me that if he was what I thought he was or hoping he was I wouldn't be ask
