11/365

Sunday, June 24, 2012



Today my grandfather died. We weren't an incredibly close family, but it still feels like a little string has been cut that was holding me. A fact that made me into a real person has dropped away. I have this image of myself with all these little strings gone, and I'll just float away and cease to exist.

No comments :

Post a Comment

Hello! I love & appreciate getting comments. I often reply directly, so click the "notify me" box or check back if you want to.