March 31st — half-decade

James, James, James — still dead, eh?

It’s March 31st again.

It’s been 5 years now, you know. A whole half-decade.

It feels like it’s been 2 years, if I’m honest. Maybe not even that.

A lot is different.

A lot is the same.

I feel no different while I am changed.

Life holds more balance these days.

Still sucks you’re not around, though.

Tomos James