I love Molly. She’s so ordinary; and yet she’s not a shallow character. I love this moment because Sherlock realizes he’s underestimated her observation skills and just stands there, speechless, outdone by little Molly Hooper; and you can tell from his face that he knows what she just said is true, and he almost looks guilty that he’s been unkind to her. I love how Molly brings out the humanity and compassion in Sherlock.
Most of the time when I can’t sleep, I just want to jump in the car, go to someone’s house who is equally awake and eager to leave, pick them up, blast some good music, drive away in any direction, watch the stars, and not come back until I feel like it.