Once in a while, I become conscious of the fact that for some period of time, I've been thinking about Phil. I'll catch myself in a daydream, replaying some conversation or another with my friend.
When I catch myself, when I become conscious that I'm in a daydream, I recognize this feeling inside of me- its a warm and glowing feeling, and it is a beautiful sense of happiness. Immediately, when I catch myself, it becomes bittersweet, weighed down by the sadness which comes with remembering his departure. Maybe you all know that feeling too.
-k boyle
