Anyway the wind blows...

[harriett_louise]

So..I've been thinking...maybe when I'm home next weekend...I'll visit Grandpa's grave...maybe that will help me move through the grieving process. Its like I'm stuck here...waiting to stop crying. I can't possibly imagine that he is gone. I know he is, but I don't know for sure...its like my brain just won't register it.

I'm ready to move back. I'm done with this city...this un-fulfilling life. these terrible drivers. there is nothing worthwhile in the 513.

Harriett dreams about you every night.