The sun will be coming up soon. As yet I've not gone to bed. What is the use when I can't sleep. The last time I went to the doctor he gave me something to help with that, but so far it hasn't done a thing. So most nights find me in front of my computer, a lot of times just staring into space.
One week from today and it will be Irene's 35th birthday. I wonder what she would look like. Would the tiny lines around her eyes be starting to show? Would she still have that long, long hair or would she have cut it off again just above her shoulders? She was always so thin, would she have gained a pound or two? Would she have decided to have a baby? So many questions and as always no answers. When she died she left a hole in my heart. There is less laughter, less happiness. The sun will never be as bright. My whole world changed and became this darker, scarier place. I grew up.