Have you ever felt compelled to google mystery symptoms in the middle of the night? I have. I know I am not alone. What is this rash? Is this bug a bed bug? Does this fever mean I am dying or just slightly ill? These questions loom large in the dark. We are urged not to do this, that instead, we should ask a health professional (or accost one at a social event). "Nice to meet you, how are you with moles? Have I got one for you!" This is how I have been feeling about emotions lately. Due to global reasons I do not need to mention, I have spent a lot of time apart from others. I still talk to my friends and family every day, but it is rare right now that we are actually in the same room doing stuff together. I cling to those fleeting moments of closeness like no one's business and get nourished by them long after we have to go back to our respective cubby holes, but the constraints on those times are real. As a result, I am starting to realize tha...