Ok, this must sound crazy.... but it's what's been popping up in my mind several times the last couple of days. 
Although I hardly believe it is possible, but to make it easier for myself, I like to believe that Heath's death was staged and that instead of dying he has left to lead a more carefree life somewhere away from everything. I like to imagine walking into a cafe in Amsterdam in a few years and seeing somebody sitting in the corner, smoking a cigarette, drinking a latte, looking eerily like Heath.
I know, crazy.... But I feel so sad and I don't know what else to think to make it easier.....

There is some open space between what we know and what we try to believe.

You know, when my father died nine years ago, I never thought of him as dead during the first time. I always tried to think he was on vacation, he woudln't call now, because he's on vacation, but in a some weeks, he would call me.
The term "trying to believe" really hits the nail on the head here.
For now, I'm still checking the banner of BetterMost several times a day. Every time it hits me again. It can't be, it can't. I'm still trying NOT to believe the news. Of course I know, but I try not to.
Guess this sounds just as crazy, but I don't care.