We are all in frail, failing bodies, on a dying world, drifting through the empty void of space.
Under such conditions, I cannot help but smile. Because, hey, why not?
We are all in frail, failing bodies, on a dying world, drifting through the empty void of space.
Under such conditions, I cannot help but smile. Because, hey, why not?
I just found out my favorite restaurant in Worcester, The Bamboo Hut, is now closed.
I suppose it should be no surprise, it was always nearly empty in there when I would go to eat. I guess they can only hold out so long like that.
But the food was great, and the people were nice. I’ll miss the place.
Now I have to find new secret yummy places to eat in Worcester.
I’ve been terribly depressed the past week.
My grandfather is dying, my father is sick, my uncle had pretty serious cancer, my aunt has a whole slew of maladies, my mother is talking about what to do if she becomes terminally ill, I’m a week behind with code at work, and my girlfriend’s work schedule conspires with my own to keep me alone.
Usually, I can deal with stress pretty well, but lately it’s been getting to me.
I need something good for a change.
The prognosis on my grandfather is that he won’t last the weekend. I was out there tonight, I’m going out again tomorrow to be with him.
My mood lately can be summed up with: *sigh*