Today I am sad. Today I am missing my soon to be ex-wife. Today I wish I had someone to hold and hold me. Today I was depressed when I turned off the lights in the bedroom and lay back to sleep and noticed the myriad of glow-in-the-dark stars that we bought together and spent an entire afternoon creating constellations on the ceiling so that we could always feel like we were sleeping under the stars. So I got up, wandered around the apartment, and now I am writing about my sadness. Once again words are all I have to console me. This is going to be harder than I realized. Tomorrow I will go through old writings and most likely post a few, but tonight I will indulge my sadness and organize old photos.