I have got a good job,
and I am working in the city,
get the tube train at 8 o'clock and five,
and I really don't know if I'm dead or alive.
I'm not a big Bruins fan, but maybe someday if they get good I'll start following them. I was at the Celtics game last night - they stink, but luckily they were playig the Trailblazers and they're even worse haha
Also she's slowly been losing her marbles and the last couple of times Ive been to see her she hasn't recognised me. It's hard because it's almost like she's a different person to the one I grew up with.
I lost a grandfather in a similar manner. Well, at the time I believed he was my grandfather. It was some 4 and half years ago, and was a shitty thing. He had tried so hard to teach me so much over my life, yet he didn't recognise me. It wasn't until a year or so after he passed away that I came to learn that he wasn't my grandfather, but more like a step-grandfather. Another six months down the track I learn that he is not only of no relation, but that his whole past is completely questionable...
Anyhow, this is not about my personal story, and it's all memories (mostly sad ones). To this day I still struggle to get my head around it all. You are fortunate that your Nan is still alive, and though she may not recognise you consciously, everything you say still reaches the heart. Don't hate yourself for not being overly emotional now. Make sure you get anything you need to say said, especially apologies (something I've personally never been good at). It'll all be good and you'll feel better about it. And I'm sure some love will help your Nan heal too.
Living in a bedsit,
Riding on a tube train,
Working all day long,
And you know no one,
so you don't go out,
and you sit at home
and watch television
That's been running through my head all day! (Solitary Confinement - The Members)
All came from sitting on a tube waiting for it to move, somewhere between Earl's Court and High Street Kensington. It...
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