So, Why Am I Up in the Middle of the Night?

Well, I guess mostly since I just got back from the big city.

I'm also anxious. Spring does that to me sometimes. I know it makes me want to take on new things, and sometimes throw out old things. Generally, it just means that change is in the air. Or the wind. Or the wings. Whatever the damn saying is.

I just need to see you. I'm sure of that. Nothing more. I just need to lay eyes upon you. I can't make sense of anything else that I'm feeling, or why I'm feeling it. It doesn't even matter what happens in the course of conversation, really. I guess I'm just needy or desperate or mixed-up. And, maybe a bit fearful. Separation does that to me.

I'm sorry if this is more-angsty than usual. I wanted you to know I was thinking of you, and how hard it is for me not to call you or see you when I want to, and how I wanted to hear from you all night, and here I am in the middle of the night, alone, wanting you to know I'm thinking of you. Yes, I said the same thing twice in the same sentence.