She needs to be third-person today.
She didn’t get the miracle she hoped for.
A client’s site got hacked.
It’s a big deal to the client.
Sure, yeah, but it doesn’t really matter much at all, does it? In the greater scheme of things?
But it did take her mind off…
A wonderful man they met, oh, nearly 20 years ago passed away yesterday.
He was amazing.
Friend to all.
Lover of life.
But she’s being selfish.
Selfishly thinking, “How must his wife feel right now?”… how she’d feel.
Selfishly thinking about how he won’t ever post a line from a Tom Waits song in response to one of her facebook posts, ever again.
Selfishly remembering how it felt that September morning in 2009, when that small, pleasant room with the sun streaming in collapsed around everyone in it.