Today someone I love very much would have been 24 years old. I tried to make today a good day and pre-planned a trip to the Cape May Zoo where I went to so many times before with him. But due to a large thunderstorm, the plans were scrapped and I hung around the house with Gizmo. I was kind of moody and kept kind of snapping at my mother, so I tried to keep occupied. Mostly played guitar. Always a safe refuge. Later, Jamie and I went to Friendly's and had some sundaes, but when I got back home I've just been crying. Even through a hilarious movie like "Dog Show". Even right now. And yet the war goes on and more and more Marines continue to die. And for what?I'm glad I got my Xanax prescription filled.
