I don’t know if it’s because of Jazzy’s death, but I’m having a really hard time right now.

I know in the grand scheme of things she’s still here and her atoms and whatever else made up her as an individual are already scattering about the world and becoming other things.

But I miss her so, so much.

It’s also really hard to care about anything else, including the looming fall semester.

I’m just not invested. At all.