Bad news hovers for a time.
There is a part of my mind that continues, for a short time, thinking normal stuff- like what snacks are in the house or how a movie ended.
As the bad news lands, I watch those thoughts slip away like a ballon that I forgot to hold.
Normal things float farther and farther away, until I can’t remember how they looked or smelled or felt.
Life Without Montages 
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