The hardest thing is always admitting how much you truly love someone... the next is admitting how much it hurts you to. To see someone you love more than anything in the world doing the same thing you've done to yourself for years is completely excruciating. It doesn't change anything, it was just a bit of reality check.... and a good excuse for a night of Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist and perpetual numbers of small-ish clementines and large-ish cups of coffee. My love is not conditional, it never has been. Nothing has changed except my ability to sleep for more than 2 hours a night... and I'm estimating that has absolutely nothing to do with my ridiculous obsession with caffeine. Probably not.