So I saw this woman today who had a fingernail like my Grampa's who just passed away 2 days ago. He cut the tip off and I don't even remember why but his fingernail kind of curls over the end of his finger. Anyway I used to stare at it when I was little and it always interested me for some reason. Seeing that today I realised that I'm never going to see him or his finger again. It may seem silly to some...it all still just doesn't seem real to me, I just can't get it into my head that he's REALLY gone. I hate denial and I'm sick of waiting for this to seem real!
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