Really looking forward to getting out and being just a guy, not a caregiver or widow or dad. Just for an evening.
After all the time and trouble, it’s still nice to be away from the nightmare, but every day I miss her.
seriously am i the oNLY ONE WHO THINKS A BAND BREAKING UP AND THEN RELEASING A FINAL SONG CALLED FAKE YOUR DEATH IS JUST A TINY BIT SUSPICIOUS
Amateur. Philip K Dick wrote a book where a sci-fi author is going to be killed, but they will cover it up by continuing to publish books in his name. Sure, the quality will decline, but people will think he’s just lost it.
And this was published after he died.
I always thought when she was gone, I’d have a sense of her presence.
So many dreams. So much time away from her, with her still so real.
But now her absence is so total.
It’s OK in a way, because she was part gone for so long, and seeing that, the totality now is no shock.