It’s bound to happen, right. However, it’s a thing I have to learn how to deal with and I’m pretty certain I’m going to finish that process as a different person.
Interestingly, being there at the bed wasn’t that hard. It was just the right thing to do and I would always want to be there again.
The part where I’m missing him hard is when I feel like picking up the phone because something good happened but then I realize, no, not today, not tomorrow either, never again.
Imagine having a job where you can spew buzzword-y bullshit like this all day and never have to show anything for it.
If I promise something in a daily, I better have at least an experimental implementation for it a week later.