Sup3rnality

I couldn't sleep. I have you on my mind.
No particular reason, and in no particular context.
There's just you.
Random images of you flashes from one to the next.
Just you.
Smiling. Laughing. Thinking. Smoking. Driving. Sleeping. Being.
Just as you are.
An abstraction of what I call my comfort, ning jing. My sanity. My love.
Mine.

Perhaps I just miss you.

Yours.
N.e.Q