It’s funny the things people say when someone dies. He’s in a better place. How do you know that? Life goes on. That’s supposed to comfort me? I’m excruciatingly aware that life goes on. It hurts every damned second. How lovely to know it’s going to continue like this. Thank you for reminding me. Time heals. No, it doesn’t. At best, time is the great leveler, sweeping us all into coffins.
