9 December 2008 - waiting for my laundry
Sometimes I wonder about the lives I have touched. If anyone has suffered or rejoiced from one of my actions or decisions in life. If I have ever done anything to somehow even killed someone, I wonder how many people I have killed. I wonder if, when I die, how many people will truly mourn me and what will they remember and miss. I wonder if I have given anyone true joy and if I will be remembered as a certain kind of person. I wonder if I will be forgotten and talked about.I wonder who will miss me. There are so many people who have touched my life in someway and I am certain half of them dont even know it. It's weird, this life. So much happens and takes place we all don't even know it.
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