Aging | Death | Loss | Reflection | Time
Everyone around me is dying
Everyone around me is dying.Not all at once. Not dramatically. Quietly.Like someone’s unscrewing the bolts from my world – one by one. My aunt died.My uncle died.The neighbor who always had some fucking comment from across the yard – he died too.Suddenly it’s too quiet. Way too quiet.But not because life slows down.It’s because there’s…