Got a letter yesterday. Cancer claims another beloved ( Read more... )

Last night, Jacque's father left our plane of existance. We had more time than we thought, but it's never as much as we want...

Safe journey, Jack, you old pisspot. You did it your way.

Bless you for it.

It seems like I ought to have more to say, given the flurry of things swirling around me. But I'm just kind of watching it all drift by me. I guess that's the safest defense but isn't that a little cold of me? Not like I don't feel but I'm slightly detached. It feels like there's a split between this world and the next and for the longest time ( Read more... )