I feel a little lost at sea.

More accurately: I feel a little lost without casual human contact. I think the best I've gotten is a handshake in the last 5 weeks. All I've gotten in 5 weeks is a half an hour of dancing with a random girl. That memory (as good as it was) can't last too long.

I need a really big hug at the very least.

I'm starting to be reminded too much of the scenes from Scrubs where JD and (seperately, I think) the delivery guy look longingly and reach for their shoulders when someone accidentally bumps into them.

Not that anyone would ever accidentally bump into me here.