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my drive – part 2

I couldn’t hike down to the spot where Dave died. It was steep and my legs were exhausted. The whole climb up I marvelled at how my chain smoker could climb that hill everyday. I kept pausing to gasp for … Continue reading

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as for now

When I saw Dave in San Diego I gave him a jade necklace I picked out for him in New Zealand. He had given me his pin necklace before I had left, so I felt that I had to replace … Continue reading

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my grief

I have been reading up on grief. I suppose I was trying to find some explanation as to why I feel so crazy. My brain is constantly buzzing, like there’s a murmur of voices all at once but I can’t … Continue reading

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Dearest Dave.

My eyes are sore from crying. They feel like a thousand tons. It doesn’t really matter though, because it helps me rationalize why I can’t lift them to look anyone in the eyes. The world is still going. It’s still … Continue reading

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