2003-07-17 - 10:17 a.m.
fuck if i know
life ain't nuthin' but a funny, funny riddle - john denver my tata (grandfather) had a massive heart attack early sunday morning. he was doing very badly the first couple of days, but, thank god, he's been improving since then. i don't know what i'm doing, writing about this. do i go on and on about how i never thought i'd see my strong, stubborn as hell, hard as nails tata lying in an icu ward bed, looking old, weak, and scared? do i talk about him like he's died like some of my asshole cousins? do i try to describe how my heart breaks when i look at my nana, so tired, trying so hard to be brave. or do i talk about when my mom called me, crying, telling me to get up to the hospital when we thought the worst was inevitable? how do i feel? what do i talk about? fuck if i know.
-take it / leave it-
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