Are we killing time? Are we killing each other?
I no longer have any living grandfathers. As of noon today. I've always hated those phone calls. When you ask what's going on, and all you get in reply is silence. I hate them. God. Everyone in the office was staring at me. The little hourly is sobbing, hm. I feel pretty stupid.
I know he lived a long, wonderful life. And I know he's in a better place. He's not suffering anymore from that goddamn disease. We all knew it was going to happen. I wasn't even that close to him. So why am I a mess about this? I was just talking about him last night too. Wierd. I didn't get a real chance to say goodbye. The last time I saw him was in September.
I hate it when I have to hear my dad cry. It's the most heartbreaking thing in the world. And now I'm not even going to be there for my dad and Maz.
I need some sleep.
I know he lived a long, wonderful life. And I know he's in a better place. He's not suffering anymore from that goddamn disease. We all knew it was going to happen. I wasn't even that close to him. So why am I a mess about this? I was just talking about him last night too. Wierd. I didn't get a real chance to say goodbye. The last time I saw him was in September.
I hate it when I have to hear my dad cry. It's the most heartbreaking thing in the world. And now I'm not even going to be there for my dad and Maz.
I need some sleep.