Funerary services have been arranged, and now comes the slow wait while the day approaches. It's been a slow few days because of the underlying tension. Because I left on a whim all of my entertainment was left back home (including my best CD's). All I have now is my faithful camera and my laptop which are my only escapes right now. They are also my only creative outlet. I walked around and took a multitude of pictures and managed to fill up two memory cards. I still have a gigabyte card and film to fall back on, so I'm pretty much set. As long as my batteries hold up, that is.
At any event a shitload of things await my return back home including doctor and therapist explanations as to why I didn't show, no-show bills, student loans, other bills, and it's driving me nuts. I'm happy to be away, but the occasion is so dissonant.
And now a genital herpes commercial is explaining to me facts I didn't want to know.