May 17, 2011 17:32
I feel numb again.
No, I haven't done any drinking today; however I won't rule out doing so later.
I'm gonna cut to the chase here: I just found out one of my teachers died yesterday. My middle school Italian teacher, this short thin woman who was so full of spunk and fire, is gone. She was 54. FIFTY-FOUR. That's just over my mother's age.
I am trying to be reasonable. I know that it's not good to cripple myself with irrational fears of things that MIGHT happen but what's so terrifying to me is that someday these things WILL happen, and when they do, they might sneak up on you like a panther stalking prey.
I'm going to be in town for the service, so I'm thinking I should go. I didn't pack anything black, though. I mean, who goes out of town for a few days and thinks 'Oh, I should be prepared to go to a funeral'.
....ooooh, I just had a real morbid thought. The way people seem to be dropping around me, maybe I should be prepared when I travel.
I guess my next thought is what I should do NOW in the wake of this news. I really, really don't need my failsafe to be the view from the bottom of the bottle, because if THAT keeps up, it'll be my funeral next, and I can't die yet. I have too much shit to do.