i’ve been feeling like a total wreck at work for the last three days. and then when i came home today, i started thinking about how johnny showed up at the zeppeli house carrying their son's body... and how gyro’s mother saw the coffin with that lifeless body inside. of her firstborn. and i just broke down even more. like... a random foreign man comes to your house just to tell you your child, who’s been absent for so long, is dead.
somehow i feel even more depressed than before. i had a week off, but i think i need another one. they won't allow me that, probably, but i'll manage 😵💫













