At your funeral, I didn’t say anything and I’ve always regret ted it. I owe you a eulogy. Oh, Viv. I always thought you would die before me. You were willing to take chances that I wasn’t, to do things I wouldn’t even contemplate. Your past was darker, your ghosts more insistent. You were unshuttered. You nuzzled life. I had a crush on you the size of Greenland. You were an efferves-cent badass. I miss you. Dot misses you. Teddy misses you. Everyone who loved you or knew you misses you. I’m still melancholic as fuck and I’ll probably always have a splinter of sadness that just won’t leave me.
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