I start the day in the usual way...

...and begin to recall things that you've said - Tori

Sometimes I get so angry. The articles in the paper are just another reminder of you. For some reason I've been thinking about it quite a bit recently. It's probably the fact that senior year is growing to a close. You should be graduating with all of us...

...But you're not.

I talk about it with friends sometimes, but it's always a topic of conversation that is more avoided than attended to or merely brushed aside as if trying to preserve the delicacy.

Everything shouldn't have to be so delicate. Sometimes I wish it would be so much more raw and open, although I'm not sure what could really be said then. I don't want to recount memories or stories, because I don't have that many. I'm more regretful of the whole situation than anything.

It's just upsetting that sometimes things are so unfair. I can not rationalize or reason my way out of this one and I keep hoping that I'll figure that out once and for all...