Grief And Loss, Growing Pains, Life.
and uninspired, and full of fear. I am too tired to talk, to laugh, to move, to be definitive. Everything is a suggestion, an I-don’t-know, a shrug, a please-don’t-put-this-in-my-hands. I have kept the house exactly how you left it so everywhere I look, I see the shards of our shared life. I should