7.8.2026 I am preparing to travel for my uncle's funeral. Mostly I'm going around in a rush, not even settled in a dust cloud, barely having the time for distractions. It's like being afflicted by a mature stress with out boredom. I want it to feel like summer vacation, I miss everyone being in one place, and I'm tired of worrying about whether there are more boxes to check off or if anything is slipping thru the cracks. I haven't seen my parents in months and I'm sad that this is how I'll see them. The rest of my extended family is coming down for the service—it feels really heavy how I can't think of the last time everyone was all together like this.