The odd power of missing your partner

Neil came back from his conference yesterday, and I'd missed the feel of his smooth skin and floppy hair SO MUCH. And he was exhausted, so he went straight to sleep. Alas, his snoring and my own weirdness kept me up late... so instead of doing anything so mundane as "trying to sleep anyway," I wrote up two absolutely unnecessary extra credit reports for my Psychology and Biology classes. I hadn't planned to do them before, being relatively certain of my grades in all my classes. But it was an effort that felt somehow fueled by the fact that I was so glad to see him -- the intangible relief of having my world fall into comfort again.