my dad had a heart attack.
i feel like i want to write an entry.
but i want to hand write it.
i don't think i've done that in years.
things are hard lately.
too much, too quick.
i don't know if i'm making the right decisions or not.
i just want to go to bed at night knowing that at least i tried to do the right thing.
i guess i will get through though.
i guess i don't really have a choice.