Do you ever get that sense of impending doom when you know you’re going to lose something valuable? It’s not even so much that you’ll miss it specifically but you’ll miss having it there. You don’t long for what you lost; you long to fill the void. Until that spot in your heart is replaced you just feel sort of empty. It’s why we text her at 3 AM; it’s why we snort her at 4. You need that certain something. It just feels good to have that warm feeling on a lazy Sunday afternoon; even if it isn’t perfect. Now that it’s almost gone what will I do? I know you’ll be back in September but until then I’ll miss you NFL.