missing

[adrienmundi]

Woke up this morning to a phantom ache, a nonphysical hole that threatens to fill with sadness or frustration (or, on a *good* day, both; I've had a fair number of *good* days this week). I think it's visceral human contact that's missing from my diet. I've become a gradual addict over the years, I think, but so slowly that I hadn't noticed. People have been very good to make sure I don't lose contact and hibernate, and that's much appreciated; I'd be much worse without it. Sooner now, but not soon enough.