I'm always so sad to go to sleep alone. I guess I've grown so used to falling asleep beside someone. It's seems so strange. I spent 19 years without anyone, save for maybe a band/choir trip when you had to bunk with someone.
I've grown so used to having someone around.
If he were here right now instead of at home, we'd probably have gone to bed an hour ago. I'd have dragged him from the xbox because I was tired. But since I'm alone, I can't sleep. I have to try to amuse myself.
Huh. Life and stuff.
