Usually I am pretty good at maintaining some sort of cool while in public, but last night while at L’Express I was reduced to anything but when one of my father’s funeral songs was played over the in-house speaker-system. Now I know what all of you already knew; a) I’m not so cool after all. b) I’ve not come to terms with my father’s death yet. The food was good, though.
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Finding a professional to talk to might not be such a bad idea, you know. You should sort your feelings out for your own sake. *hugs*
Dust in the wind? I think its pretty natural to have this dude, and.. It makes you more cool.