  I've been listening to this sad, sweet song by Ben Folds, and it saddens me. So many people are gone. Signed offline. Robert and Michelle were speaking mostly to themselves and then they both left. And I don't want to sleep but have nothing else to do. Can't get ahold of Zach. I'd like to speak to Sarah.
I heard she tried to reach me. So many fucked up things are happening to my family. I'll be at more than one funeral before it's over.
I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you Next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties And one day passed away in his sleep And his wife; she stayed for a couple of days And passed away I'm sorry, I know that's a strange way to tell you that I know we belong That I know That I am I am I am The luckiest 
