4:09 AM. alone and uncertain.
I have too much going on in my head. I have to channel this energy somehow, then maybe I'd feel like walking to Pennsauken. I'm sure if I could snuggle with Sammy, I'd feel much better. Though I used to be pretty wary of this comfort derived from contact with a beloved person, I've learned to value it openly. I miss Sammy and some nights are only tolerable if I can listen to her breathing and feel her warmth.