Two More Sleeps

Just two more sleeps and Holly will be back! Hopefully then I’ll start sleeping again. It has been so strange not having her around that I’m not even sure I could truly capture it with words.

I just don’t go to bed any more. It is like I don’t know when bed time is or something. I also can’t seem to get out of bed in the morning. I can only equate it to something as monumentally odd as waking up one day and the sun being gone, but the rest of the world hasn’t noticed.

I find myself completely losing track of time. I wake up what feels like a hundred times a night and toss and turn. The cats are acting strangely. They’ll sit looking at the door, or sometimes wander from room to room meowing; looking for Holly.

While she’s away I no longer have something to look forward to every day. I normally always look forward to going home and seeing her. Just that is enough to make every day better, worthwhile. It seems like now I just go home and sit there listlessly while I play video games or slip into a vegetative state while the images on the TV screen flicker by. Before I know it it’s 2am and nothing has happened.

I miss my Holly.