And some times, the miss-yous hit back with a vengeance. No amount of water gulped down will enliven you. You’ll shiver. Your hands and feet will remain unreasonably cold. You’ll be alone, shifting every second, failing to find a proper angle so you can just rest. Insomnia visits you often. At least it keeps you company. You could have fallen for insomnia in the first place. Thus, I spend the night, with rightful amounts of insomnia and crushed frozen pineapple.