Do you ever wonder if there are things you should cry about?
to explain, my uncle died this week. I didn't really know him very well, since he lived halfway across the country from me. I think I can count on one hand the number of times I have seen him, but he is my dad's brother, so I feel that I should feel some sort of sadness. And I actually do, but not to the degree that I thought I would. Maybe the unfamiliarity is what leads to this lack of emotion. I don't know. Hence the title of this piece.