I have so much to say.
I was working on a post with lots of components:
-Things that I read today that pissed me off.
-How I feel about California.
-I can never die.
-Where does my common sense connect with yours, or does it?

But my friend died. She had cancer for a long time. She was a straight shooter. I hate wakes and funerals but I am going tomorrow. I couldn't breathe when I found out. I still don't feel like I have come back to my body enough to feel upset about her death. Maybe I am not upset about it because she was so sick.

So all other thoughts in my life have taken a back seat because my friend died and I don't really know how or what to think about it.

Blah.