I feel like half of me is dead, it had to be severed like a cancer though.  Cold turkey.  Though I wish there could have been another way, I did not see one.  Decisions were made, I wasn’t in them.  Someday it will be an obvious mistake and not one I can sweep under the rug for you.  I think about everything frequently, I remember a lot of things in the quiet spaces between thing one and thing two – it isn’t the same anymore.  I don’t see you in my dreams, I don’t feel your energy, I don’t feel anything.  4 am… I guess I should try to sleep as I do have a podcast to do tomorrow morning.  Good night world.