08-08-09
...I need a hug. Not just a small one. I need a giant bear hug that won't let go 'til I say so. I'm a mess. I can't stop crying. I'm dreading waking up in the morning as my legs will be sore. Once again, I've made something all about me.
Today marked a year since my brother passed. I decided not to go to his grave. However, I did talk to him as if he were here with me. Some of which, wasn't pretty. Ah, I wish he was still here.
I've been laying in my bed on and off for hours hoping to sleep, but instead, I've been watering the pillows and wallowing in self pity. I suppose that's where I shall return, in hopes of drifting off.. Back to work tomorrow... Oh happy day.
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