why are you dead?
06 February, 2005
Tonight I heard a coversation in Hebrew and understood what they were saying.
I wore a black face mask and realised how pointy my face is at times.
I worked late because even our friends didn't get the 'we're closing and don't want to be here' hints.
I wanted to talk to my grandparents today. I wanted to ask them about the second world war.
So many questions and they have to go and be dead.