13,369 Days Alive
1 Rotten Day
What do you miss the most when you lose someone? Their laugh? The inside jokes you had? The years of memories that you know will eventually fade to nothingness?
I am admittedly maudlin as fuck tonight. I’m not doing okay. But I’m trying.
I’m going to get up tomorrow; go to work. Push through the mountains of paperwork no doubt there. Go home and try to enjoy my weekend.
But for now? I’m just going to bed. It was a fight to get out of bed today and even harder a battle to stay awake.
Hug your loved ones, friends. And take your meds.
Postmark Wonderland 