2006-08-29, 8:14 a.m.,

seems every ten hours or so I'm writing here the past few days.

My grandfather died last night. Mom rang me at 4:30 this morning.

Strange this is that it was the grandfather we all sort of stopped worrying about because he was the healthier of the two.

I just keep thinking about how that psychic said it would happen shortly after I came home and I shouldnt feel bad about not being there. But I do.

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