The thing is that I just received word from my mother that death has come knocking on my grandmother's door, and he got inside... To say the least, I don't think I'm grieving just yet, and the reason? I really don't know... I don't choose to be guilty over it, not because of pride, but because of the uselessness of it in these impending times... Call me heartless for all I care, but I surprisingly still have stable control over my emotions, even in the worst times of hardship. Maybe its selfishness that powers that up, who knows...
Today in a nutshell: I woke up, wanting to go to church, but could not, watched association football, cooked and ate burgers, and walked my dog... My day just went downhill from there, I pray to God that things at least plateau, I still have faith that it'll be alright in the end... Thanks Coldplay.
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