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Sat, 25 Oct 2003Now that I'm calmer, life is beginning to feel "normal". In my previous "normal" life I didn't see or talk to Craig every day (sometimes weeks would go by). In that life I'd call him and say, "let's meet for lunch", or "let's go hiking", or I'd walk over to his office in the basement of the state capital and talk - inevitably planning another outing.
So my days are the same: I wake, I walk, I work, I write. However, there is one incommensurable difference: I can't call Craig.
For the families of Craig and Filipe how can there be a normal day - with their physical presence missing each day?