hard to write this

slowly setting in. permanence. slowly slowly. but i reject it. though, I shouldn't. but, then, how am i suppose to know what to do. how are any of us suppose to know. relentless and unending questioning with no good answer. that's the truth.

we went for sushi last night. wish you were there.

We ordered so much sushi.

At one point there were 60 pieces of salmon shashimi on the table. I can hear you laughing at that.

We miss you. Like crazy.