short update.

I hate that I had to come here under such bad circumstances, but you know, what are you gonna do? Yesterday was the wake, which was okay. I started crying when I saw him in the casket, but I was okay. My cousin Peter (absolute favorite cousin of all friggin time) was there, and I got to hang out with him for a bit. Met a lot of people I didn’t know existed that I was related to.

Today was the funeral, which was really, really sad. I don’t think I’ve cried that hard in forever. It made me think of what it would be like to lose my dad. I dunno what the hell I’d do in that position. It’s really hot and humid down here. It’s all good though. I love south Louisiana.

We’re not coming home till Wednesday. I have to work at least some this week, so you know, kinda have to get home. I need to call Angela again tomorrow and tell her we’re not coming home till Wednesday. I’m kinda worried about my love, because he’s not answering his phone. I dunno if it’s off or what. I think it might be. I hope he’s not just ignoring me. I’m so tired, y’all.

I miss Cory so, so incredibly much. I really need to hear his voice right now. I hope he’s okay. Sigh. All right, well, I guess that’s enough for right now. I hope everyone else had a better weekend than I did. Love you guys.