Sometimes when I awaken in the morning or from a brief nap, I find some very odd thoughts coming to mind. This morning it was thinking how I can very clearly picture places that I have been in the past, that I probably will never see again. Just before I woke up, I found myself mentally walking through the house in Fairborn I shared with Chaz for a year. It's strange, but I don't see it, empty as it must be now. The funiture was still in place, everything just as I remembered it.
Even in my mind, I knew there was no one there, it was almost like taking one last look around. Though I can still picture everything that happened there, it just feels like something out of a dream now. Maybe with all thats happened this week, my mind is finally starting to do some letting go on its own. I guess it just seems a lot harder when I'm awake.