Today is my grandmothers funeral, I feel a strange need to wear something she'd approve of, but what? She never liked me wearing black so that would be a contradiction in itself. I'm glad she's gone, there is no pain now, she's free. If reincarnation is real, what will she come back as? She gave up wealth for love, that's more than most people would do.
So off to wash some black clothes and tidy my house. I have an interview tomorrow at the prison, that will be a thrilling job lol. Oh well work is work, must not complain.
So here's to a very long day indeed.
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