The more things change, the more they stay the same
Been a hellish 2 days. My father went to Beirut this morning to see my cousin, who may or may not die. Words have been splattering from my fingers erratic, and disjointed. I'm never going to get this bloody play finished in time. I haven't really left the house. I have no desire to. But I have to tomorrow, I need to sort things out in college. I'm cranky and restless. I wish someone was here, but I'm glad I'm alone. Life is surprising sometimes. Someone getting so sick so quickly. Someone unexpectged giving you a pair of gold earrings for a special occasion. Someone leaving. Something starting. Something ending. The inexplicable urge to be left alone and comforted at the same time. People who know exactly the wrong thing to say at exactly the wrong time. Things you feel guilty for not crying about. Things that make you go "argh".