About three months back my boyfriend and I were forced to separate for reason out of my control, involving the police and poverty and age and so much more... but that's a long long story that I needn't share. Our first date was on Christmas and from then on I knew I really really loved this guy. He was my lover, my boyfriend, my companion, my partner in crime and my best friend. These days, everyone is away on trips and I'm stuck home tending the garden and watching Doctor Who, not much else. I feel so melancholy and despondent as I have nothing of real purpose to do. Nothing that makes me truly happy. I go on random bike trips without a word, i just pack a bag and go many miles in a random direction. Being the kind of person who yearns for adventure and the many thrills of being human on this enormous and exciting world of ours... not much can satiate me. I pine for love, adventure and discovery. But right now all I have is time.

Can someone tell me what to do with it..?