Hello, hello again old little faithful little wee journal.... Just got back from Lockhart for a funeral, quite good, it went pretty well actually. It was sad, thinking about getting old and the thought of life going on after you. Not being able to see everything and be there for everything is the part that gets me the most. See, I grew up around this sort of thing in the summers when I was a kid, my grandparents in Minnesota own a cemetary, they had me present for the care taking and plot digging when someone passed on. It's kind of a smack of reality in the face when you're hanging around your parents and grandparents while they're doing such things, especially when you're 3 and 4 years old. Well, it just brought back a whole lot of old memories, that's all. Now, for some reason, i feel like I need to be in some sort of hurry to sort my life out and "get on the right track to a good? future". Isn't it stupid the things you think about at some of the most inapropriate times? And I don't know if i spelt inapropriate right, I can't spell for shit. I thought about that too, while i was standind at the site. And when did they start this whole nonsense about not acutually putting them in the ground while everyone is still there? What the hell is that about? I've been to a lot of funerals and I never left before they were in the ground, hum? That about fills in for that last week.
