Do you miss your missus? Or do you miss the mister? Miss the SF mist or perhaps you miss a good mystery? Mayhaps you miss being missed. Do you miss playing Myst?
I need to add more words, so here's some of Eliot Smith's Miss Misery:
I'll fake it through the day
With some help from johnny walker red
Send the poison rain down the drain
To put bad thoughts in my head
Two tickets torn in half
And a lot of nothing to do
Do you miss me, miss misery
Like you say you do?
What do you miss?