i like how i just forget that ppl exist outside of me, or maybe even in spite of me. i think in my world when my father leaves every morning he's just disapering and not actually going to work. which is probably why i have such a hard time asking ppl how their day was or even trying to remember to ask that. but yea, i was reading my bro's blog and he wrote like a one liner about my grandfather, and i was just surprised, like how could he have a conversation with him he's not alive anymore, and when he was we were little, but then i remembered that i was just like toddler or so and my brother was older (of course) so yea, that was interesting. its funny how the older i get the more i want to get to know the ppl that i lived my whole life with. its that whole mortality thing....you dont really have that much time so u have to make the most of it. unless ur cool and buddist and get to be reincarnated as something worthwhile, like anything above gnat or mosquito...yea...i need sleep.