grinninfoole

Went to DCD show this evening. It was beautiful. Many songs I didn't know, but all were deeply moving. Three encores. Great light show, too. I am glad I went, even if I did wind up going alone.

Found myself once again thinking about the time, manner, and aftermath of my death. Obviously not the most healthy of topics, but it comes with the territory when depression intrudes. Anyway, I noticed that I kept coming back to thinking about grounded attending my death bed, and responding to the modest bequest for her in my will.

Looking at this less emotionally, I think I have to find more effective ways of finding value in my own life. I mean, Grounded is fantastic and I shall always love her profoundly, but I need to get off this kick of dying to force her to validate my existence. I mean, seriously, that's messed up and creepy. Man, I hope she never bothers to read these. :/

Anyway, a snack, then bed, the tomorrow work on the new store, and in the long term, start planning some adventures.

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