(((((Kurben)))))Have emptied my moms apartment yesterday. Depressing work. To throw away so much. Knowing you will never see it again... It was difficult and depressing. To see all the things she kept. My teeth from child age and a lock of my hair as a little baby. All the letters i had ever written to her including postcards. Poems and articles i had written.... It is, for some reason, difficult to see proof of all that love. Not that i ever doubted it but still .
Hopefully i can begin to concentrate on other things now, like SKMB, again.