Hi, it's Peyton. Yeah, I, I'm sorry, I know it's late there. I just...

...what happened to us, you know? I don't know who I am anymore. Or how I got here.

I miss who I used to be.

I want to have a home again, you know? And real friends, you know the kind of friendships we used to believe in. I missed that.

And I missed you.

I guess I just miss all of it.

This articulation of some of my current fears for my future by the writers of One Tree Hill was uncanny. Like, I-can't-go-to-sleep-right-now uncanny.