I got nothing for today. Instead, here I am laying on the floor in my comfy old school pale pink granny nightie and my ivory fleece robe. You can't see it, but there is hot chocolate with marshmallows in there somewhere. For right now I am longing for nothing and I oddly feel content despite the writer's block and a slight feeling of loneliness. I would sure like to sleep next to someone tonight, but you know what, it wont kill me to sleep alone.