when i was a young lad at summer camp, i used to get pretty homesick. i dont think i could name anything/anyone in particular that i missed, i just missed home.
usually i think missing people is kind of a downer, but lately i've embraced it. i like its obviousness. i like that the immediate sensation isn't necessarily pleasurable, but still satisfying beyond that instant. i like how it pulls in the past but still looks forward. i like the anticipatio. i like missing people.
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can't say i empathize with you.
i've never missed anybody
i've never cried
i don't have emotions.
i'm just a regular man's man.
p.s. don't touch nothin... sit in the car
I like missing people too. Its better than indifference, even when its a painful sort of missing. It reminds me of the goodness in the world.
on a mor serious note
i like missing people like i like torturing myself. especially when you'll probably never see them again or not nearly to the same degree.
how bout those andy roddick pics?
"Chompy" told me she missed you...
i want to hang out with your house more often. you're 4 miles away and i rarely see you. it's sad really.
that is sad. we should bicycle together as houses.
i have never met chormpy . but i miss her too.
yes! let's bike together!
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