I’ve waited for the internet connection on the PC to work, it’s not working, so I am spending a few bytes from my limited stock here on the mobile. Woe is me. Well not really.
The doctors said that they were wrong about Uncle’s cancer being the dangerously life-shortening one. They said it was the “better” cancer and I am glad. It’s funny because as soon as I heard that, I stopped caring about Uncle entirely. It’s now even hard to try to think about him now. Which is good I think.
Strange that this was kind of the same way for me until Grandmother died. It’s finally dawned on me that she did die. Of course she did, it’s my mind that wasn’t okay with knowing that.
I sometimes feel like I censor myself online. Like, I try to appear nicer. I mean, I am nice like I will help someone if they ask for it, except most of the times with my own mother 😄 it’s weird to wonder how we speak more politely with people we are distant with, which sooooooort of soubds contradictory. It’s probably the whole “familiarity breeds contempt” thing.
But I am a lot nicer with mother now, and she with me. Now that we are a lot cool with each other, it makes me surprised how I, should I say, “survived” before that way.
And I noticed thay sometimes I try to appear more “morally correct” than others when I am talking about others. I don’t mention that many of my bad traits and the good traits of others around. I’ve been noticing that with this other site where I write.
Anyhow, this is my train of thought, moving from one subject to another. How are you guys?