kudra

Last night I got a message from my mom that my brother (who I was supposed to go see before he dies in just 12 more days) is in the hospital in a meth-induced cancer-ridden coma and they will be pulling the plug on him tomorrow. This has been such a long time coming it's sort of hard to sort out how I feel....I think I won't feel much for the next 24 hours because I have felt this limbo before many, many times. But he is dying tomorrow.
So I called up Scott and went and had a few more drinks then went and hung out with Lux and drank more and spent a good long while bull shitting and watching random videos.
Talked to Omar on the phone for a good hour and a half again this morning which cheered me up. On top of my brother going to die I'm dealing with some other incredibly lame shit today. Somehow I'm coasting along okay.