I've been feeling that my soul is crushed. This november I lost my granny. Can't sleep normally, quilt is eating me from inside. So much left unsaid. Sometimes laying on my warm comfortable bed, I'm thinking about all those people I have lost throught the years, those who now rest in cold soil. And honestly, I do not believe in afterlife, thats why I fell even more ****. To accept the fact that your loved ones dwelled into nothing...