Today is J’s birthday and I’ve been trying hard to not think about him but here I am, writing about him again. I’m curious about what his life is like now, but not so curious that I’ll look him up. I know how many wounds that’ll open. It’s better to live in ignorance.
I’m hopeful that there will be a day when my mind isn’t plagued by thoughts about him. And I know there will be, it’s just not today.