Not quite empty chairs, per se...

[urbanamazon]

There's a grief that can't be spoken,
There's a pain goes on and on...

Of course, I had to see the northern lights as I left Airdrie...
And my brother's CD just had to play 'Lightning Crashes' as I saw them...

I'm looking after Chinook again, so the by-myselfness is even more pronounced. I'm listening to Les Miz in an empty house, and no-one's on MSN, so I'm probably going to hit the bed.

That is, if I can sleep.

I have yet to leave your side yet
I'm already missing you.