I think I'm turning a corner, ready to move on, make peace with this all, and then I read something like this.
And it's like it gives me permission to grieve again, because I see I'm not the only one who felt some way about Kobe, when you got a team of champions, hanging on his every word. And Belichick taking the time to craft a statement.
Then I'm right back to thinking, why that helicopter couldn't have just begun an ascent 1 second earlier?
Why can't I just wake up in a world tomorrow where it cleared that mountain and I'm hyped for the Super Bowl and maybe cashing in on some squares.
Why do I need to be sitting here thinking back on the last 20 years of my life, and all the moments I had with him on in the background?
Why do we all gotta grieve like this.
shyt still hurts so much man, it's unreal.