True friendship is a rare gift, and one that mercifully is always surprising: mercifully, because you can always view it as revelation, as celebration, even when you take it for granted that it was there.
I've missed you, friend. It's good to hear your voice, good to... I want to say 'see you', but that's not what the sense is. A sense of presence, of rightness, a sense of your life being present in my own.
Yeah, I know this sounds sappy. But it's true. Hopefully you get to your bed safely, and hopefully you sleep well- you mentioned you haven't been getting all the rest you need.
I'd missed you more than I knew: thank you, for the honor of your presence.