I had a good day, and I got good things battling the sadness of it being JC's birthday. I still have that fucking part of me I can't rip out that continues to keep hopefully and carefully giving a shit about what he's doing/thinking/feeling.
But thinking about it in the wake of all the horrible things that are going on today in the world I feel a little too self centered to gloat about it the way I was going to. I'll leave it that I find the rising ammount of tragedy in the world staggering and very very sad.
