Things happen fast. As Joan Didion once said "Life changes fast. Life changes in the instant. You sit down to dinner and life as you know it ends". She said this after husband died this was not the same case though her husband died by a heart-attack my boyfriend died by putting his head in an oven, Very Sylvia Plath. He was obsessed with Sylvia Plath he had read all her works at least 17 times. sometimes when I miss him I read some of his favorite poems or the bell jar it makes me feel closer to him. I miss him all the time. Sometimes this all consuming grief washes over me like high tide. i feel like the grief and pain has succumbed me. I feel despondent...............
