i thought i could write about the funeral i went to today, but it turns out that i can't even think about it. My suddenly grown-up little brother was a jaw-clenched pallbearer. He looked so adult up there but afterward he ran to my mother and held on to her for a long sobbing hug.

1983-2005. It's senseless.

10:08 p.m. - 2005-11-12