I just got back from Dublin. It was, uh... really quiet. I'm gonna be honest, I have never been to a funeral before, believe it or not. There was something about seeing his portrait over the coffin being lowered into the ground that really got to me. This... isn't a joke anymore. I'm being serious. I could not stop crying after I got back, like... he's really, really gone. I don't think I could ever accept that. But... at least his soul can rest in peace... right? Thank you to all who attended his funeral, it truly means a lot. Just remember that he's in a better place now.
