the end

The smell of freshly cut grass is a comfort through this complicated time.. Brings me out of my mind and into reality. Harsh reality.. He is gone.

later this day-
I met the neighbor that lives right across the street..and had a quite contradicting experience to the one i had earlier today.  it was nice
the first things that were on my mind were a schmoke an a pancake and well! interesting how things go
he knows people that work at a couple restaurants around here? maybes all a-float.. :/