not sure why, but it seems the world today is making me see ghosts. not the ones in fantasy floating with wispy tails, but the kind of stuff that haunts you. maybe haunt isn't the right word, but it sticks with you, seeing the dead. i can think of all the ways i try to keep them away, but no matter what i do, theyre still there. but maybe thats okay. what makes you, you, is all that there is so i should be okay with this. probably.
in a way, haunting is another way to live, right?