Dialogue with Sadness

It's rainy outside today, and to be honest, I woke up feeling pretty rainy on the inside, too. Here's a glimpse into my advice to myself for the day, and what followed:Me, to Myself: Try not to resist sadness if it wants to be your companion today. Invite it to sit and chat, and maybe it will tell you something useful.
Me: Why are you here today? Sadness: Seemed a good day to visit. Did you have to come? I haven't exactly been missing you. It was time. Why? Because you're worried about your upcoming trip, and about Amelia. You are missing people far away and you're struggling to communicate from a distance. You're restless, and avoiding being home. Yeah, I've noticed. Why am I doing that? It's a lot of work to live there and keep it a beautiful place you want to be. It's also a little lonely--even at night when you're watching something entertaining. You're disconnected. That's what I came to tell you. I don't think it's intentional. Well, it's at least neglectful--like forgetting to charge your phone, so you couldn't call the friends you wanted to this morning. Yeah, that was a bummer. Or, like spacing out at night and not even connecting with what you're watching, let alone with whom you are watching it. Okay, that's enough--I get it. Would you mind leaving now, or do you insist on hanging around all day? Just until you charge the phone.