Weird thoughts.

Today was Wednesday. One of the few days that D gets off work. It’s a real shame that he only gets Wednesdays and Sundays off, and because theyre staggered like that it means that we spend both the days running around doing mickey mouse shit, instead of actually enjoying the minimal amount of time allowed to us together.

Its started to get dark early already. At 5pm its already dark. Which means by next month it will be dark at 4pm. Why does that not sound like fun.

Anyway because I haven’t been sleeping much, on the drive home I was leaning back in my chair with my eyes closed. I could feel through my eyelids the brightness of the headlights in the oncoming traffic.

I couldn’t help but hope that one of the cars would hit us so I could be with Nan again.

I know, its probably a really dumb thought, but I rationalized it out in my head, if one of these cars hit us, I wouldn’t be sad. Id be happy. I could go play with my Nan again.

I wondered if there were gardens in heaven. I wonder if Nan and Grandnan are up in heaven growing a rose garden. And I wonder what Pop is doing. Is Aunty Lona with them?

But the good news is, no cars hit us. We made it home safely.