Volume III

[Telemark]

I'm keeping myself busy enough during the day; it's the evenings that get to me. I've been trying to spend more time with my music, going to the gym and reading but those thoughts still find a way to creep in. When I finally get into bed, turn out the light and know that there is nobody else in the house, and that my W will never share our bed again, that tears it.

I know that I need to be OK with being alone before I can think about being with anyone else, but this is harder than I ever imagined.