I am so dreadfully tired, and I’m afraid to go to sleep because I’m afraid I’ll wake up to another family crisis, death, or celebrity death.
Carrie Fish is part of my earliest memories. She was the only “girl” in Star Wars. I had a Princess Leia doll. God, I wish it I still had it, it would be such a comfort.
I have to work. We all have to work. We all have to live and move towards 2017, and I dread it. I’d like to believe that an arbitrary date conceived by a human mind could Make Things Better, but that would mean any other arbitrarily conceived human bookmark in time could Make Things Worse.
I read something today about losing our best and brightest stars, that it means that they are going to come back to us when we most need them, but isn’t that moment right now?
Or did we have to lose them to truly understand their wisdom and influence on our lives?
I don’t know, I don’t know.