Longing

The first thing I did when I moved out of my parent’s house was to start my own Sports Illustrated subscription. The second thing I did was turn on the power.
This past month was the first month of my life with no S.I. My parents have read it my entire lifetime, and so have I. When that last issue came, and I said to my wife that I would be fine if we let it go for a while, I really didn’t thing it would be an issue. I was wrong.
I reach for it daily, I long for it at night when she tucks in with the latest Nicholas Sparks. I have alternatives, sure. Car and Driver, The Kansas City Star, even the internet have filled the gaps, but not completely. I grabbed an issue of S.I. at the gym today, and instantly realized I can go no longer. Tough economy or not, I need. My S.I.
I think my wife will understand, even if we have to turn off the power.