The title of this post sums up what I’m trying to do on a daily basis at the moment. It’s a necessity of being human, but it’s a chore when my mind and indeed my heart are elsewhere. I can function, just, but when I get there…God, I go there.
It’s really very similar to the last time, apart from its being a far more physical experience. Triggers don’t lead to crying, but instead lead to a pain in my chest.
I tend to think of the people I’ve lost when I listen to this song. I never imagined that Kim would one day be added to that list. (Or maybe that she would be added so soon.)
‘You’re wavin’ from the back roads, by the rivers of my memories, ever smilin’, ever gentle on my mind.’