The intense feeling of longing that's present when you miss someone is something I've become very accustomed to. I can honestly say I've felt some measure of it every day for the last year and a half. I never thought there would come a time when I'd desperately long to hang out with my little brother. Guess you take the simple pleasures in life for granted until they are beyond your reach. I've missed him a lot since I left, but on this day more than most for some reason.