I am exhausted. Usually I don't believe people when they say that they are worn out from driving, but I think that might be why I am unable to get up from the loveseat, even to make ramen. I drove home on Wednesday of last week, back on Thursday, back home again on Sunday night, back here last night. I am officially going home and coming back again on Thursday for the funeral of my grandpa.
I don't feel all that sad about my grandpa dying. That's what happens to old people - that's what I am telling myself, and he has ALWAYS been old in my lifetime. I am sad for my dad and my aunt and uncles, they knew him when he wasn't old.
The hunger is overpowering the exhaustion now. Ramen, here I come!