feb 26

Today February 26^th… seems February’s are always filled with comings and goings; this one is no exception in the goings. For the record, In January, an old friend of mine from Watertown died suddenly and in all that revelation, I found out his younger brother died a few years before. Then a few days later, our cat, 14 Simba died. Fucking weird times. I remember my brother saying, “Wow, Ricky Dore. That’s fucked.” On February 5^th, my brother died in his sleep (as of this writing I have still not seen the coroner’s report). Saw it played out on Facebook. I went crazy posting old pictures of him and it helped me deal with it. Still it was all very surreal. I couldn’t believe how many people he touched— even recently. His service went well and both rooms were filled to capacity… and I’m just a little burned out on it… my writing muse, my desire to write has kind of gone underground. I’m indifferent to life right now. Emotionally spent. One of these days I will break out of this membrane. I will get a plan. I will execute it.