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I try not to think about it. "Dead" is a long fucking time. I try to be "alive" as possible each day because I am pretty sure when it's over it's over.
Coping with DEATH is hard for me. My grandma just died about 6 months ago. There is a piece of scratch paper on my work bench in the garage with :"Nana's cell phone" and her number on it.
I used to call her allot. It feels weird now that when I look at that paper. I know that if I call that number she will not answer any more. :-(
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