I cried for weeks when My Grandpa died. More for the sense of mortality that it broguth to my life than I loved the guy. (Even though he had a disability from being a truck driver his entire life and couldn't straighten his arms; he hit like a baseball player...) He was in top physical health and just died for seemingly no reason, only to find out that he had bad eating habits(and smoked/drank) when he was younger...
To this day whenever I think of him I wonder when my bad eating and physical habits are going to catch up to me.
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To this day whenever I think of him I wonder when my bad eating and physical habits are going to catch up to me.
Thx man, I needed the stress... lol. jk ^^;
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