Without a doubt.
And once again, I haven't planned it well. That's because planning requires thinking about it & I don't want to.
I want to be somewhere far away, where no one knows me. Where I can get room service so I don't have to see or talk to anyone.
Instead I am in Staunton wrapping up my part of the move. I'm trying to be brutal & purge some stuff. But today isn't the day for that.
Yesterday I was sweeping my room and moved Frank's ashes to the head of my bed. Last night when I got in bed, they were still there. I left them. Frank & I shared a bed more times than I can count.
Frank is never gone from me.
Sunday, July 28, 2019
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