Sleep is for humans.

I don't think I've ever missed her presence, her touch, her ability to remind me that I'm ok, more than right now.

Yeah, it's 4:15 in the morning.

I can't sleep. Haven't been sleeping since 3:15 or so. Finally gave up and decided to get up and grade.

Worked hard yesterday.

My family are good people, but we can be pretty loud sometimes. But they're my family, and I love them anyway.

I should be tired! Why am I not sleeping? Why am I awake? Why can't I stop missing her, stop being so bloody aware, and drift off into the land of sleep that the rest of my family currently so blissfully inhabits?

Maybe I'm sick?

Ohwell. Back to grading.