My grandpa is in heart surgery as I write this.

Nobody really important in my life has ever really died before. I think it's pretty obvious in my writing, especially with the death of Josh's family. I don't really know what it feels like to loose someone that close.

Of course, my grandpa might survive. But if he doesn't I'm not sure if we'll be able to make it to the funeral. He lives a four day's drive away, maybe a manageable 3 of we drove non-stop. It's hard.

Last night I was writing Dynacaries and I was sure I was going to finish it but then my dad was like "oh it's bedtime!" and I asked if I could stay up just to finish the last paragraph and he said no and now I've lost my momentum. ;-; How was I going to finish it? Who knows.