You ever have one of those days when you can go through the motions but not much else?
Spent most of the day vegging to the TV or Xbox, anything to keep my mind off the horror show that the last week has been IRL.
Picked up an area rug, puttered around the yard a bit, worked a very little bit on moving stuff from my incipient mancave out to the garage, did a little cleaning. Didn't really finish much, just kind of half ass went through the motions.
To me it's all kind of funny in a not-haha-funny kind of way, if you get my meaning. Most of my life I was...disconnected from my emotional being. Disconnected isnt the right word, but it serves the purpose. Where the fuck was I going with this? No idea. Doesn't matter.
What does closure even feel like? Until last year or so it been a couple decades since I lost someone I had a real connection to - I'm not counting the ex-inlaws who I didn't really even like - but when I was younger there was a lot of death around me. I can't look back and see what "closure" was. I do know it's not when you see some die, or you see them after they die, it's not when you say goodbye knowing that you'll never see them again, because everyone knows their doom is near.
So what is it? What does it look like? How does it feel?
Spent most of the day vegging to the TV or Xbox, anything to keep my mind off the horror show that the last week has been IRL.
Picked up an area rug, puttered around the yard a bit, worked a very little bit on moving stuff from my incipient mancave out to the garage, did a little cleaning. Didn't really finish much, just kind of half ass went through the motions.
To me it's all kind of funny in a not-haha-funny kind of way, if you get my meaning. Most of my life I was...disconnected from my emotional being. Disconnected isnt the right word, but it serves the purpose. Where the fuck was I going with this? No idea. Doesn't matter.
What does closure even feel like? Until last year or so it been a couple decades since I lost someone I had a real connection to - I'm not counting the ex-inlaws who I didn't really even like - but when I was younger there was a lot of death around me. I can't look back and see what "closure" was. I do know it's not when you see some die, or you see them after they die, it's not when you say goodbye knowing that you'll never see them again, because everyone knows their doom is near.
So what is it? What does it look like? How does it feel?