It seems strange to look at the bed and not see you there. I don't know that I am comfortable with that feeling. Part of me see's us apart in the future. I am not usually wrong about these things. How much of that is projected or interpreted wrong? Only time will tell.
A psychic once said to me, why do you call me? I get hit with a wall of clairvoyance when ever you talk to me. I don't like power of any kind. Some things in life aren't chosen by us, they are chosen for us. And we learn how they fit into our lives. I know I will survive whatever happens to me. Its just hard sometimes to know that what you love wont be there forever. Such is the temporary chaos of this plane of existence. AHHHH.
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