24 October 2008
When It Calls, It Calls
"Be convinced that to be happy means to be free and that to be free means to be brave. Therefore do not take lightly the perils of war. "
~Thucydides
So it's finally sunk in, my uncles going on tour. The who, what, where, and when aren't important to you. I've known since for a while, but I just had a 'it's really going to happen' moment. I'm not naive or anything, I know that he might not come back home from there, but I have this scenario running in my head of him dying. It happens a lot, most of the time it actually takes place in the past. Is that weird? It's more of a what if he had died on that day kind of thing. I don't know anymore, I'm going numb about everything, and I can't seem to get out of this dark hole I'm falling in. I need to get out, I just don't know how. I don't need your pity either.~Thucydides
FOR NOW
For Now @ 6:31 PM