|[image courtesy of Davide Restivo]|
I read the following line in a fellow BLM's post a couple of weeks ago:
"I don't remember what I thought about before I thought about her."
It has made me really wonder? I am sure there were many, many things on my mind at any given minute but since losing Claire it seems as though any spare second I have is filled with her.
The void of her loss has taken up so much space in my head.
If she were here she would take up a lot of the space too, I know, but instead of getting caught up in thoughts I would just be living.
Hm. Who really puts the time into thinking about or analyzing why they are thinking about something? Just another BLM thing, I guess.