I heard you call my name last night. That was really you, wasn't it?

And, earlier in the evening when I was at the gym, Metallica's "Nothing Else Matters" randomly started playing on the radio. This song always reminds of you, and although it's not really about death or grief, it's in my "death and grief" playlist that I now listen to constantly. And when the first line of the vocals came on, "so close no matter how far," I felt like it was meant directly for me.

Maybe it's just wishful thinking. But maybe it isn't.