Non.
Have I become enough of a skeptic, have I grown so jaded so young, that the passing of one life is now something I immediately must deem circumspect?
I believed Gabe was dead, and then I saw him, and yet haven't seen him since, as though what I saw were a ghost. The difficulties I am having with merely understanding this possibility are terrible; he is not fading yet, but give it time, give it time... Jesus, and now it could be the two of them. I am going to keep being in denial because if I accept everything I have witnessed over the course of over six months, if I attempt to process it and analyze it and internalize it, the natural horror of the situation will consume my thoughts and be amplified fiftyfold. I will go into shock.
So, simply put, I insist that this is not happening.
I believed Gabe was dead, and then I saw him, and yet haven't seen him since, as though what I saw were a ghost. The difficulties I am having with merely understanding this possibility are terrible; he is not fading yet, but give it time, give it time... Jesus, and now it could be the two of them. I am going to keep being in denial because if I accept everything I have witnessed over the course of over six months, if I attempt to process it and analyze it and internalize it, the natural horror of the situation will consume my thoughts and be amplified fiftyfold. I will go into shock.
So, simply put, I insist that this is not happening.