... or not. It's been 3 months and my brain has decided that he never existed. It's strange moving about like this. No one around me talks about him, I don't find myself consciously thinking about him. He does show up though in strange ways. A song, one time I bought groceries and realized most of what I had bought were snacks he loved but I hated. I will fix an extra plate at dinner almost every night and I still check my phone on the hour as if I'm expecting a text, although I'm not sure who I'm expecting it from.
Maybe this isn't the "healthiest" way to deal, but damn... I've already gotten alot done like this. All that is left is fixing my car so I can go back to work and I'll be set. One of the few things I remember about him is the numerous times I heard :you could never live without me, you wouldn't even know where to start" ... 3 months later, I beg to differ. 😉
Maybe this isn't the "healthiest" way to deal, but damn... I've already gotten alot done like this. All that is left is fixing my car so I can go back to work and I'll be set. One of the few things I remember about him is the numerous times I heard :you could never live without me, you wouldn't even know where to start" ... 3 months later, I beg to differ. 😉
