My grief, sure as Hell, seems to be unlimited. I’m still crying over B. And then there’s V. Three months was not enough time. And even today, he jumped when I picked him up. And what picks me up? Something, something, girls… B Unlimited, Virgil, Woke
Wednesday, April 24, 2024
Tale 298 ~B Unlimited, Virgil, Woke~
Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned. I do so every day anyway. But for now, I’m looking for a reason. So Girls, Girls, Girls?
Unlimited tears over my lost boy tend to make me sleepy. That’s called Depression, right?
I’m still mourning, grieving, whatever about B III, and it’s been 1179 days and counting.
A few less, considering today is Thursday, April 18, 2024. And as I’ve been telling all of the ladies. And the spirit of my son. The week in which you’re reading this is going to suck. Much like Misha Cross… Anyway, Inspector, I wish I had other ways to distract myself. I could go and find Virgil. His fear of me seems to be unlimited. Ditto, Inspector. Living in FEAR.
I need to do better, but I have 99 Problems and a… well, never mind. My grief, grossness, and great waste of time are unlimited.
But Virgil is here. How does 620 days sound to you? Besides that 3 days/3 months pamphlet, I read. I should be finding a new book to read. It won’t be anything I can read to Virgil, but at least I could try reading it in the den instead of lying in bed another day.
I told myself I would go shopping today and catch that movie Civil War. Only Virgil was caving cowardly to some cruelty that I’ve invoked upon him. Virgil was cursed to his name if you’ve ever wondered where he got it. A burning Ring of Fire. Virgil, my little guide.
From the book Dante’s Inferno… There’s a reason the 9th Circle of Hell’s about tears.
Betrayal of my best friend.
What about my country and God himself? Braxton was an angel to everyone… Laughs out loud. Okay, he was an angel to my family and his dear aunt. Of course. B III, to me, though, was a God. Love, courage, a reason to breathe. Who else has given me such?
There is a reason I’m avoiding the politics on YouTube and such. And not only because it has been acting up lately. How many times have I watched the movie “Share?” Or is it me trying to bond with Virgil? Again, anything that gets me out of this bed, Inspector. Whatever to keep me awake and alive. Woke? My B III was my apocalypse partner.
Existence is not unlimited… Heaven? Hell? B Unlimited, Virgil, Woke
1179 Days Without B III, Day 620 of Virgil’s Arrival
B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will
