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Truth Hurts
(I'm feeling contemplative)
I have been avoiding the truth the last few days. In my mind I somehow created an alernate reality about Frank. It's embarrassing, but interesting, how the brain is so willing to accept falsehood when the truth is too painful. Frank really is dead, and I've accepted that now. I can be sad and mourn properly now that the denial is over.
No school tomorrow, because it's election day. Election days are national holidays here.
Never did find out what the big demonstration was on campus today. The noise disrupted my classes, though. My 3:00 class only had eight people in it. Guess the other 17 were at the demonstration.
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