Warning, no humor in this post.
I was planning on going to Jersey anyway for the upcoming Sukkot holiday. Now I'm going a day earlier, so I can attend a funeral tomorrow.
I'm not going to be all lyrical and poetic about the fact that it has been pouring all day today, and now I feel like the meteorological climate has moved inside, because symbolism is pointless in moments of grief. I'm not going to use this space to eulogize the family friend who lost his battle with cancer, because it would never do him justice. I'm also not going to wonder how his three daughters, longtime friends of mine and of my brothers, are doing, because I'm sure they're a mess. All I'm going to say is that this sucks, because it does.
Unless I find myself moved to post out of sheer misery, My Urban Kvetch will be taking its Sukkot vacation a little early.
Here's to "better."