and so i sit. another week beginning, another weekend gone by. i had a shitload of stuff going on this weekend and hardly even had a chance to sit and chill -- but it was all good because most of my commitments turned out to be fun anyway. this week is also full of events. i just found out one of my best friends from high schools' father just passed away. why is there so much death surrounding me lately. i was being criticized as 'morbid' by a co-worker for reading the obituaries this morning at work. i just dont know -- i told her i felt like it was more interesting and relevant than most of the other sections of the paper. kind of research and exostentialist. but whatever -- i guess it all comes down to how one finds their own sanctuary. its time for me to find it in my bed. good night.
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madatalice:
my mom reads the obituaries.... she says she is looking to see if she is dead yet. I hope you are good. I havent heard any smart ass comments from you in a long time.
ginger:
i read them, too. it's not morbid. maybe life affirming if nothing else. life is short. live it while you've got it, right? obituaries=confirmation of mortality.