Sunday, August 28, 2011

THE UNBEARABLE AND A NON-HURRICANE














I think about things to write and then I just feel the void again. Just wasn't ready. Or maybe too many other recent losses are still more resonant than I realized. Just hurts.

Still grappling with why this particular loss has me so devastated. I have lost other kittehs. This one, for reasons still unknown, feels unbearable.


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