Missing someone while they're gone is a natural thing. You love someone so much when only after 5 hours since they left, you feel that undenialable feeling. You just can't help but miss someone whom you love while they are gone for almost a week. This past couple of days, I haven't got a lot of sleep. It seems that every day has been a battle for me. Every class, every hour, every assignment. Every little second has been on my mind all the time. At the end of most of the days, I felt extremely exhausted and tired. People could tell me to go to bed earlier. Well, that doesn't help at all because I lay there looking at the ceiling and I just think. I think until my brain gives up. I can't help thinking. I've never been a great sleeper. I have always had trouble sleeping. But these past few days have been challenging. Meg gets back sometime tomorrow. Just knowing that makes me feel so damn happy.