I literally did no real writing until yesterday.
My Grandmother passed away Friday morning and I did what I do best… emotionally shut down, and stayed busy. If I’m busy I can’t cry, can’t feel, can’t process.
We had a rough relationship, she and I.
I need to write again though.
She didn’t know about my stand up or writing.
It’s not something that she valued.
Job. Family. Kids.
I have one of three.
I mean, a family of my own.
Like I spawned.
The Future Is Now – The Offspring is such perfection right now