I think it really says something about how much you thought you know about the community around you when you find out that the school you go to has students that deal heroine and cocaine. I walked into my living room a few minutes ago, and saw a bunch of my Men's Choir buddies on the news talking about how they had no idea a huge drug ring was based across the street. It's rather frightening to think that this bust happened just minutes after I had left my school. Another thing that really been keeping me from being myself is something my sister told me a while ago. I found out that my grandmother (on my dad's side) was just moved into hospice and my grandfather is planning for funeral arrangements and stuff like that. I don't know how God is choosing to make my life work right now, just with learning lessons and being a student and thinking one million things at once, it's almost starting to feel like too much. I know that my grandmother doesn't have much longer to live... and just, I think the very thought of me not being able to do anything is just a lesson in humility for me. I think one of major thoughts in my mind was just being able to do anything, to go anywhere and to solve problems if I put my mind to them. Not being able to do anything is the worst. But as I've established before and I'll probably establish one million times more, it's not about me, I just need to keep loving and just being there for people. It's going to be strange week, but I hope you all have a nice few days to come. Sleep well kids.