I can't sleep. I went downstairs to plug in my electronics. I don't keep them in the bedroom. I saw a folder peeking out of my filing cabinet that said, "letters". I opened it, and the flood of emotions with each little scrap of paper.
It took away any desire that I had for sleep. I'm feeling an incredible sense of loss and melancholy. And also, I don't write people enough and tell them that I love them.