Man, it's weird. I get into these big funks where I can't do anything. Nothing cheers me up. Even thoughts of my childhood don't do anything for my mood. As far as the move is concerned, things are okay. That's not what's depressing me. I really think it's just the passage of time that got me down. Seeing my daugther rebound so easily from my mother-in-laws death ain't helping. I know she's crushed, but she's not lamenting over it. Know what I mean? To be honest, I'm greatful because everytime she brings her up, it makes me so freaking sad and feel so helpless. Just knowing that my mother-n-law will never know her granddaughter beyond 3/18/08 tears me up, boy. I mean, she'll never know that her granddaughter wants to see the new Indiana Jones movie. It's not fair, kids. Makes you appreciate what you have and who you've lost along the way a bit more.
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