20Aug/061
lost
I don't know if this is just me, or common to many... but it is strange to me that in the wake of the loss of a loved one, everything about them takes on an almost sacred significance. Their possessions, their voice, likeness, even the stores they frequented or the brand of apple juice they preferred.
I recently lost someone I'd just managed to find again. Now, it's all I can do to try and follow those bits and pieces of her, and hope that somehow I'll end up somewhere worth being.