drunkish because of course I am, and had a whole big cry about my grandad because we just started watching American Gods and Wednesday said something about the little bags of stuff you get in first class and thinking about how my grandad had it all together, they used to get those goodies when they flew, because they'd fly Business. And then how he died such
a sad mess because of the dementia how how impossibly unfair it was
because he had his shit so much together in the mid 90s, everything was perfect in their lives, they traveled and had a great house and were so comfortable. And then they got so old and frail and everything fell apart
so I got sad
sry to be a downer tho. it was just in my head
Never apologize for your feelings. 
It's always a bit frightening just how quickly our life can completely change in such a short period, and how little there is we can do to predict or prepare for it. I'm sorry about your grandad. I agree with CaptainBooger, no apologies for expressing how you feel. 
