i like to imagine that in heaven or wherever people go after they die, they can see when their loved ones will also be coming and have a countdown for when they are finally reunited
i'm imagining that there's a countdown for tessie, and everyday tony is just more excited to finally see him again. and slowly, one by one, each one of our family members will be able to join him. and one day, i'll be up there too; i'm not sure how long my countdown is, but there is something comforting about dying and i'm not afraid of it
maybe its this month, a year, or maybe i will live up to my eighties. but i kinda just leave it all up to fate now. things don't ever really go according to plan anyways
