Day 322 - I miss my little brother
My little brother stayed with me in June and we had a wonderful time. We finished the game “The Last of Is part II” and loved it. We didn’t know that soon after his life would end but we both had an acute feeling that we needed to finish the game before he went back to our parents. We played several nights in a row despite his head and eyes hurting. The starting screen of the game depicts a boat in fog, lost and lonely until you finish the game when it changes to a picture of the same boat on a sunny shore, like it has found its way home.
Now things turned out the way they did and my little brother’s PlayStation has ended up here at my place, in his grey, rugged cotton bag.
I’ve had a hard time to pull myself together and pick it up since it will be hard to go through his save games to see which games he was playing and how far he had come. Still, I know I have to, since I would like to complete the games he did not have time to finish.
Yesterday I picked it up anyway and remained in front of the starting screen of “The Last of Us Part II”. I could not stop crying and saw how the picture symbolized that he had found peace without being lost and alone anymore.
Little brother. I miss you so damn much. I will always love you. I hope you found your way home and that you’re not lost and alone anymore.


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