Duh.

Last night I had the sudden urge to go for a spin. With the window down and the wind rushing in my ears, I drove around the estate, not sure what I was looking for.

Back at home, with the TV off, the house felt strange and forlorn. I fell asleep with the TV on. The last time I did that, I was alone in a hotel room in New York.

Being married is a strange thing, no? When you're together, you just wish that you'd give each other a break. When you're really alone, nothing feels right without someone in the next room, even when he's just snoring.

I miss having you around.