insomnia?

I've blogged about this before. I'm three days in to my wife's three week mission trip to Liberia, West Africa. And I can't sleep. It's not worry or anxiety over how she's doing that keeps me up. It's the physical absence. I'm sitting on my bed right now with no real desire to turn off the lights and lie down. Because she's not here.

It's weird that for four years I worked graveyards four nights a week and was out of town another. During that time it was harder to sleep when we were together. That other person taking up space in the bed... Now however there is an innate comfort that comes from that presence. It's a missing piece when she or I am gone and it just feels off.