Vacuum
I feel like there’s a black hole where my heart should be, swallowing all emotions after their brief existence.
Brandon kissed me good morning and that piece of happy that usually sticks with me for a good portion of the day instead was fleeting. Came and went like *snap* that.
Even the songs I usually have in my head are silenced today. Then again, quiet seems to fit this mood. Or actually, the lack of mood thereof.
It’s weird to feel this numb.
Gosh. I sound like an emo kid…
My prayers are with you and your family!
My prayers are with you too.
Mama Noi is a fighter…much like her daughter.
You know we’re always thinking of you and praying for you. But maybe we should start learning some Emo karaoke songs, and then at our Oceans-of-Sadness Beach Party we can play cards, and Brandon can see my dysfunctional step-in-law-American-family and raise it a dysfunctional in-law-Asian-family. Once again, it’ll be a sick kind of draw (remember, I’m Asian, you know). We should maybe chip in for a nicer deck of cards. Love you!