Hug.

I dreamt of CH last night. Specifically, there was something going on with my sister, who somehow knew CH. We were (re)introduced, giving rise to a long, lingering, tight hug. The kind of hug that replaced words. What were the words? I don't know. Maybe a reflection of how things ended or how we pretty much never communicated these days in any form or what might have been? Maybe all of the above.

All I know is that I woke up this morning wishing I could have a night out with CH and, well, frustrated. If you catch my drift.