My Words Trickle Down

Katy Boulet told me at dinner. I visited facebook too, and went down to the pond and began to cry. I didn't even know him very well, but he was a sweet person. Times like this I'm terrified someone else I care about will someday be sudddenly - gone. That's one of my big fears.

It's times like these that I really feel the ocean--the vast, deep, salty, heavy ocean--between myself and home. Grasping at tendrils of electronic information, trying to translate cold pixeled words into emotions, while another loved one slips quietly into the past tense.

that's gorgeous molly, and I agree with it.