Control

If you love something, you will set it free.

Indeed.

Well, this has been a surreal week. My mind has sort of been in a constant purgutory state since the death of my cousin. I'm in Limbo. I'm not working or sleeping well. My eating habits have become random at best. Ok, that was a few days ago, I'm better now. I'm even making tacos tonight! Yum. I'm still feeling slightly disorientated from the experience. I don't want to dive into the situation about my cousin, since it was a pretty brutal affair to begin with. Every family has their own black sheep I guess. I'm not sure if that's the reason why I didn't go to his funeral yesterday though.

Because of this, I came back to Camrose and it was like walking into a new town. All of my roommates were sick, and nobody seemed to be around anywhere. Everything was just...off. Then I was ignored more than once. It was one of those times when you can imagine what's going through a person's head and they're thinking, "Oh, it's only Ben."

Now, I'm tired. I'm lying on the ground defeated. I'm just waiting for that final blow to finish me. Yeesh, that was overly dramatic. Whatever, I like it.

Cheers!