See, soon as I thought of my father, the sun broke through the clouds here and it is sunlit uplands
Grace of the Lord
May as well clean out his compartment while you're in spring cleaning mode.
Hey we're right here with ya chum.
We all have extra time on our hands...
A few words about your pa and we'll send him on his way.
It will be a regular march of souls with your uncle playing his instrument at the head of the line.
>Plays taps.<
Yeah, I'm bawling now, I mean, drinking and smoking, but the tears are just rolling down my face, can't stop them
All good. My childhood sweetheart- the girl I wanted from the moment I met her when I was 10, died 20 years ago this Good Friday. April 22 then, but Good Friday too. I’m going to spend the day getting very drunk, very sad and very angry at the world. Then I’ll get do it again in a couple of weeks. Having Good Friday as a floating holiday sucks dogs balls.
Point being is that it never stops hurting. We just learn to put it in a box for private moments. But there isn’t a day I silently curse whoever runs this universe.
Sometimes a good cry is like squeezing a pimple- painful at the time but so much better afterwards
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