Four Weeks

Four Weeks on since we lost Marla and I'm still finding it hard.

I'm not sure if people realised how much she meant to me, my constant writing companion and loyal friend. I'm not ashamed to admit that thinking of her brings tears, and when I'm not distracted by mindless crap on TV, stupid games, or reading, my thoughts go back to her.

Marla always helped me with my writing and game design.

I should be distracting myself by writing. But actually concentrating on the writing leaves me open to thinking too much and the lure of distracting my brain again comes in.

I have written, I don't want to let people down, but it is a struggle. I'm going to try to do some more now...

I'll be back. I promise.