|How does this happen?
||[Sep. 4th, 2005|02:19 am]
At 10:30 tonight, when I was talking to Ferrett, I was about falling off my chair. Sleepy. So sleepy.
Now it's almost 2:30, and I'm still up and about. What is up with that?
Honestly, it has a lot to do with going to bed alone. Oh, there are lots of nights when I hit the hay before Ferrett, but there is that comfortable knowledge that he is here and will be joining me at some point.
When he's actually out of town, I find myself rather at loose ends.
On some levels, this distresses me. I have always been very independent, able to strike out on my own, not needing anyone. I was a turtle, and if pressed could take what I needed on my back and go.
I'mnot so much like that anymore.
Must try to sleep, though. I'm really tired.