Good Mexican food.
My best friend Jules.
A reliable paycheck.
My down comforter.
My old Scout.
Fishing in a remote lake surrounded by enormous pine trees without a soul in sight.
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My fallopian tube.
Sex.
pauses
:::hadn’t realized I was missing anything till I opened this thread:::
Ok, I’m going to go cry in the corner now.
Sex.
I miss my former best friend, especially since it’s my fault, and I miss missing her as much as I used to.
I miss getting in my car, driving to see my friends, cruising on the highway with the radio up.
I miss being in a relationship… and I’d be lying if I didn’t say that it’s at least in part because I miss getting some on a semi-regular basis.
Believe it or not, I think the thing I miss most is getting out of HS at 2:30 in the afternoon, and either having soccer/track practice till five, or going over a friend’s house and playing sports all evening. Running and pickup ball at the gym is nice but it’s not nearly the same.
I miss Sports Night, Futurama, and The Good West Wing.
Okay, so I miss more than sex. It was more of a smart ass comment because I was in a bad mood. Apologies.
I miss being in love. It left a huge void when the feelings went away, bigger than I thought it would. I do like the freedom of not being in love, but its at a cost.
I miss my family. Phones just aren’t enough sometimes.
I miss my best friend. Sometimes I feel resentful of her for getting married, like somehow I was abandoned. I know thats not really the case, but thats what it feels like. We were only 19 when she got married, and all of the plans we had were dashed because of it. Her living in a completely different country only makes things worse.
I miss feeling pretty, feeling like I could be wanted.
I miss my dog, Fluffy. I just developed a ton of film I’ve been holding onto for years, and one packet has a lot of pictures of her. I started crying right there in the car. She died October of 2002, we had her for 12 years. I still have to hold back the tears when I think about her long enough.
I miss sex too!
I miss laughing more freely-
I miss vacation time- I started a new job in September and I dont think I’ll get any vacation time in the near future.
I miss sleeping in.
God yes. I wish they’d at least bring back the reruns; it was a great show. It used to be in syndication while new prime-time episodes were being made, but when the series ended, so did the reruns. Or at least they did where I live.
Since I moved to Bangkok:
I miss being able to order pizza that’s not Pizza Hut.
I miss hipsters, indie music at bars, emo kids.
I miss snow, winter and seasons in general.
I miss big bookstores, good coffee and good local beer.
Oh, and my friends and cats Stateside, too.
But I don’t miss being poor or complaining about politics here.
I miss sleep.
And I had been doing so well. 
blinks unamused at the little 4:30am at the bottom of the screen
I miss stores that are open 24 hours, watching shows on time (CSI: New York just started it’s first season here last night), I miss convenient fast food and super sales at the stores.
But, I’d miss my husband even more if I went back, so overall I’m happier here.
I miss cuddling under a blanket in front of the fire.
I miss looking forward to work.
I miss my grandparents.
Sometimes, I miss people I’ve never met.
I miss my fiance.
Oddly enough, I’m missing the frozen northern climate. Odysseus returning to Ithaca indeed 
My dad, 13 years later.
My kids, even though I saw them 2 hours ago, and will see them again in 6 hours.
Sleep, same as many of you.
My sanity, although that was overrated.
Money and free time to go see movies, spur of the moment overnights, and vacations.