Thursday, June 3

DIA 145:
Last night something happened. He didn't come home. Maybe he had to work late. He didn't call. Maybe his cell was dead. The next morning she comes and he's not with her. Maybe he was parking the car. He died. Maybe my mind was playing tricks on me. He's not coming back. Maybe it was not playing tricks. I'm sorry. Maybe life really is hard

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